Ever since I was a young child, I have been dreaming about who I wanted to be when I grew up. I felt fascinated by the endless directions that life seemed to offer. In my mind, I tried to explore them from A to Z in the hope that one day I would find my true passion. Fear suppressed the little voice inside of my heart that told me I already knew my destination. I wanted to walk in the footsteps of countless people whose stories had inspired and shaped me throughout my young life and become a writer myself.
All these years I only made a couple of attempts to pursue my silent dream. I was quite imaginative in making excuses for why I should not try. For example, I figured the world already had a sufficient amount of writers and more books than anyone can read in a lifetime. I told myself that I did not have enough imagination or writing skills. I tried to convince myself that I would accomplish more in other career fields. I did not feel like I had the proper age and life experience to write a book. But, writing comes in many shapes and forms and my love for words is strong. So this is the day where I dare to come forward and say: “As from now I am a writer.”
This is the first step on my journey of personal growth and the pursuit of dreams. I would like to share this journey on this blog with anyone who is willing to read it. I am not sure where this first step will lead me, but I am very curious to find out. I invite you to join me on this adventure.
On a side note, I am not a native speaker of English. Using this language is part of the challenge I want to give myself and a way to reach a larger public. So please, do forgive me any mistakes I might make.
´The journey of a thousand miles begins with one step.´~ Lao Tzu