If you are much like me, periodically you find yourself reflecting on how you ended up where you are now.
I sometimes feel as if I have been climbing a spiral staircase. Sometimes it feels like one of those grand staircases in a mansion. The treads are wide and highly polished. The railings and spindles feel strong and capable of supporting anything that might fall against them.
Other times it feels like I am struggling up the staircase inside a lighthouse. The treads are made of metal and have a mixture of slick and rough surfaces. The railing is a flimsy metal that is rusted and wobbly in places. There are occasional windows that let in a little light but the space feels dark. When I look up I can see light coming in through the door to the balcony at the top of the stairs.
Whichever type of stairs I am climbing, periodically I feel like I haven’t made any progress at all in getting to the top of the stairs. If I take the time to reflect on what is going on I realize I am experiencing similar issues but from a very different perspective.
Recently I have realized one of the dichotomies in my life. From my first professional position as a communications instructor for adults who had recently lost all or part of their vision to my final position at the Library of Congress, I have been helping people learn new ways to share information. Yet I found it difficult to share myself with others.
As I was growing up my parents experienced the loss of their only son, the youngest child in the family, who lived only a month. Part of the aftermath of this experience was that my mother became a practicing alcoholic by the time I was a pre-teen. She was still drinking, although not as heavily, at the time she died in her late sixties.
One of the things you learn quickly as the child of an alcoholic is the basic rule that you don’t talk about what is happening inside the family. I became adept at talking with people around a task but had no basic social skills.
It was years before I shared this part of my life with anyone. And it was always after I had known the other person for a long time. Even as an adult I rarely shared this part of my life.
Yet it has definitely impacted on my relationships with others. At times I fear that I have made no progress, but then when I pause on that spiral staircase I realize that I have come a long way, with help from others. Now I can and do share more, with more people and in more situations.
I have learned to recognize when others are holding back, just as I have held back in the past. And I have learned ways to move beyond that inner resistance.
The more you share of yourself and the events that shaped your decisions, the more effective you are in influencing others through your work and your writing.
I can help you get your message out into the world. I have learned through experience how to get beyond the obstacles that can trip you up along the way.
Are you ready to share your story and your message with the world? I can help you create a strategy for doing this. Give me a call at 843-593-0045 or use this link to schedule a call to talk about what is involved.