Daring Greatly

It’s been a while, but I’m back! It’s crazy how a little bit of fear can push your goals back. I’m talking wayyyy back. My first post on this blog was in January 2019 and if you can guess – it was about goals. New year, new you, right? Anywho, it’s now May. Wait, WHAAAT. How the heck did that happen? Oh, yeah. FEAR. Fear set in and the blog got shoved into the back of my mind. Things like, “Who wants to read about my sewing and quilting life?” “I’m no big wig. No one will read it” “Who wants to read another tutorial?” And yadda, yadda, yadda. You get the gist. Whatever. I was full of excuses and didn’t want to take action. My, how the tides have changed! I was having a super awesome conversation last night with my good friend, Heidi, from @heidistockcreative and she posed a question to me that I hadn’t gave much thought to, when really, I should have been thinking about it all along. She asked me what my goals were in this business and industry. It seems like a no brainer and that I would have already known the answer, but again, FEAR. Subconsciously, I never answered the question myself because if I set goals, it meant I had to chase them and plan accordingly. No more of this just winging it crap. It took a littler digging, but I figured it out. My goal is to help others realize that they have a creative life waiting to be explored. I want to encourage others to create and to NEVER STOP. It changed my life and if I can help just one person out there, then that’s enough for me.

So, Kaitie, what does this look like? Well, let me tell ya! It means I’ll be providing sewing and quilting tips and tutorials. Some of them will be right here on the blog and others will be on…drum roll please. YouTube. Yep, I said it. Yep, I’m doing it. Fear is not going to stop me. Being vulnerable will get you so much further then sitting on your couch and daydreaming. I’m going to leave you with a quote by Teddy Roosevelt. “It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly. ” I’M DARING GREATLY, Y’ALL.