This morning a man came by to give me an estimate on what it will take to repair my deck. After he left, I went to Barnes & Noble. I got 2 crossword puzzle books and 2 books on sale. One is called “The Art of Asking,” written by Amanda Palmer. She tells the story of how she made money standing on a box dressed to look like a bride in white face paint. People would throw money in her hat and she would give them a flower. This seemed to touch off feelings of vulnerability and connection with people and with her, the artist.
Hmmm.I didn’t realize that is what I am doing with my writing. Offering myself up to people reading me, but seldom getting anything in return. I asked for donations yesterday and got two. Deeply grateful for them, I wondered why I was not getting more donations on a regular basis. After all, I write almost daily and make videos, too.
It is second-nature for me to write; I never mind being vulnerable and open as it is happening. But what about you, the reader, my audience, so-to-speak. How might it change you to throw a dollar or two into my Donation Link and allow me to thank you for it. Often, it is a chance to feel both gratitude and connection. I don’t have a flower to give you; I only have what I am already giving, my heart in pixels.
I speak the heart’s truth, not the head’s. I allow this space to be filled with honesty and a breath of fresh air.
Ask yourself what that’s worth to you. It is worth the world to me.
If you have are moved to donate, here is the link.