I really liked this story. Ultimately, anyone can do this as I’m now beginning to learn.

Roadblocks are an illusion, I think, because what keeps people from doing the stuff that they know how to do is often up in their own head.

We all worry about the future and what we’re going to do if something doesn’t turn out like we hope, and should we let it, this worry and fear paralyzes us. No action can sometimes be the comfortable choice, but it’s when we realize that the worry and fear are just something up in our own head, we’ve suddenly let ourselves open up to try the ideas we’ve been wanting to do for a long time.

Good luck on your journey, Havi. I’ll continue to read.

This is a great story, and since I only started reading your blog yesterday and your personality seems more brave and outrageous (in a good way)(plus, you’ve probably grown a lot since 2008), it surprises me you have these moments of being afraid to post something, especially something this wonderful.

I had a similar, though less dramatic, situation of having the perfect name be unavailable, and I finally couldn’t think of anything else other than just adjusting the name a little bit, from Happy Moon to Happy Moonmoon. And I came to love the resulting name better, because 1) Moonmoon became the name of the character that I’ve been drawing for many years that I’d never named that my business is partially based on, and 2) every time I say it to people, they always try to repeat it, “Happy Moon… Moon?” And I’d repeat it and they would get it right and they would REMEMBER it (!) because it’s so unusual.

Anyway, it was a good decision for you to tell your story, and I’m learning to lean toward thinking something is a great idea when I have these “Holy crap, I’m about to do something potentially big or potentially very embarrassing” moments.
.-= Elisa´s last post … Fantasy Gary Becomes Real Life Gary =-.

Sonia weaseled it out of me, sneaky little thing that she is (I love Sonia) by suggesting that it was actually called Soul Womb which was so funny that I spit water all over myself.

It was Conscious Transformation. I know. I know. I don’t want to talk about it.

Anyway, the people who have the site now are not the ones who had it then, so it’s not even relevant. And I love The Fluent Self and losing the old name was so the best roadblock ever. :)

Wow, wow, wow.

I am so blown away by everything you guys wrote here. It was hard for me to put up, and mostly hard for me to talk about my system and how it came to me … and I so appreciate all the warm words and good thoughts from all of you.

And loved that you found little bits of helpfulness in it. Because that makes it totally, totally worth it, and now I’m glad that I didn’t back away from the hard this time.

Thank you.

Still processing.