In a room, of nearly 200 people, I saw with my own eyes that there are people, like me, who have a dream and want to make their dreams a reality.
I am not alone. That truth set me ablaze. Since before I can remember, God has spoken that word over me: You are not alone.
On an ordinary Saturday God painted the picture of that truth with Quitter.
By the first break, we had been challenged to be our secret selves and so I tentatively introduced myself to Eric “Tiny E”, musician.
When he asked me what I do, I immediately responded with my current day job status.
Eric gently reminded me what was said moments ago from the stage.
“Oh yeah, I forgot, I’m uh uh I like to write. I mean I am a writer.”
Cue birds releasing into the air and Prince singing “When Doves Cry”. Scene.
I owned up to who I am. We at the conference confessed who we really knew we were – our secret selves. We said it ALOUD.
Julia, sitting next to me at the conference, also, is a writer. She has an amazing calming, inspiring presence. A Godsend sitting right next to me when I had moments of wanting to wallflower myself.
Surrounded by fellow Quitters and fellow creators, I found comrades in arms.
Now when I feel low and Resistance tries to taunt me with lies that I am alone, I have a vision of that Saturday etched in my spirit. Those Quitters gathered to actively recover their dreams and get on with the hustle of pursuing those dreams.
There are so many words and aspects of the Quitter Conference that I want to share and I will, but today I would like to introduce myself.
Hi, I’m Kristen, but my friends, they call me Keeks and I would love for you to do the same. I. am. a. writer.
And you? I would love to meet you too.
C’mon. Share that secret self. Don’t be afraid, you are not alone.