This week I attempt to verbalise how I have found braveness (is that a word?!) and also speaking up about my worse case scenario(s) as I launch into a new phase of my life.
I have given away the security of working in a school – for the first time in my life! I know! I started going to school when I was four – a March baby – and then I kept on going to some form of institution from that day forth. School to learn, Uni to learn, back to school to teach. They are great spaces – good payers (not many schools go broke) with a ready made social life, superannuation that is automated and fab holidays.
But it simply isn’t where I want to keep heading. I want to run my own version of a school – with learning, growing and socialising (and superannuation!) This school is called ‘The Back Room’ and it’s going to be focusing on the school of big old life. There won’t be a protractor or bunsen burner in sight.
Yes, I am slightly nervous – but the more I put myself out there, the more I realise that any negative self talk is simply my own. And once I have run through the thoughts ‘What if people laugh at me?’ and ‘Do I really have the skills to pull this off?’ and the old chestnut ‘But what if no one comes?’ I realise that if that’s as bad as it gets, then I have already experienced it. My rejection of myself is far worse than the rejection at the hands of someone else. If it came to a choice, I would rather speak up than be liked, accepted and believed by others. I love, accept and believe in myself and that is all that matters.
This school – with this particular teacher – is in its infancy, and the first class of the new term is kicking off in about 10 days time and I would love you to enrol. It’s called a ‘Women’s Circle‘ and it’s for 10 chicks who just know that the time is right. All of the details are below…