First, social media. Yes, like every baby boomer I have learned the basics of Facebook. And I do mean basics. The “gif” thing still escapes me but I don’t really care. I spent a weekend recently setting up an “author” page, which you are probably on, and getting schooled on Twitter. I now understand why everyone is looking down all the time, your twitter has to be maintained, stay fresh.
So ok, I have acknowledged that I am an author and my mentor and guru decided I could be trusted not to muck up my WordPress site and gave me “tools”. Trust, how wonderful. Joy, now I had to learn to use them.
After three tries and several repetitions, and a couple of requests for refresher texts, I managed to make a “tweet box”. I felt deeply accomplished. I find that no matter how many times you tell me how to do something I cannot master it until I do it myself, hands on, several times.
And so it is with much in life. I have not been an adventurer since I was quite young. In my late teens and twenties I was fearless, some of the reasons for which are for another time. I was unafraid to go anywhere, do most anything. I find now that I am willing and desirous of finding that courage again. With the “wisdom of age” however came fear and as a result, reluctance.
So how do you learn courage? The same way you learn to tweet, by practicing, by doing, by going beyond the borders of what you already know. You learn to be alone by practicing being alone, by doing things you like to do even as they feel awkward. Tweeting regularly is more work than I would have thought, but then again, so is courage.
Here I go again my friends.