Why Not You?


Not Me….but Why Not?…someday 🙂 Photo by Pixabay


Believing in yourself, your mission and your heart is not just a meme we find on social media, but the real deal, and once you commit to those beliefs, you can achieve more than you think you can ~ Lisa J. 

I have been pretty MIA from this blog lately and while I’m sad about that it’s been for good reason — pursuing my dream of one day being a published author. I do however, want to express my deep gratitude to James for continuing to allow me this platform, and for all who read. Never give up on you, and never give up on your dreams, make them real by believing in them, and you, everyday 🙂

I had a different post in mind just a few minutes ago, but it’s funny how our paths sometime lead us in a way we don’t even realize. As you may already know, I have started a pretty exciting journey in the world of writing, specifically children’s books. This along with my subject of today, was something I never expected to step into, and while that is a story in itself, it is not the reason behind this post. This post is actually about how sometimes, even when we are confident in our walk, we tend to get distracted by the outside world that, at times, begs the question…Why Me? 

This question can rear it’s ugly head in various chapters of our lives, especially during the hard times. We find ourselves asking out loud or in a whisper to our higher power, the universe as a whole or whoever will listen, Why Me? I won’t lie, I have had this question weigh on my heart many times, and in those thoughts the emotions that overtake me consist of mostly anger, the feelings of unjustness, and the repetitive notion that I need an answer.

Unfortunately, even in these low moments, the moments that can break us, the moments that can make us question our faith, our love and even contemplate the reasons behind it all, what we don’t realize, the answer to Why Me is always Why Not? 

It feels so harsh, but it’s true, and while maybe I will post more elaborately about this side of things, the above serves as more of an introduction to a more positive point, give me just two more minutes…If this is true for all the times we feel we get the short of the stick, doesn’t that mean it can be flipped to answer the same question in a different context? The answer…Why Not?

That’s where I was tonight. I had typed in a title for a different post altogether when I got distracted (which happens often, ;)) and I found myself engrossed in yet another publisher’s website reading submission guidelines word for word and paging through the bios of author after author. Suddenly I felt myself slipping into that same mentality, “Look at all these crazy talented writers, they’ve been doing this forever, that’s not me, Why would they choose Me?” 

I know I’m not alone with these thoughts. Have you ever seen a successful person, or a person doing exactly what you’ve only dreamed about doing, and think to yourself, “Wow, how nice for them, I’ll never see that kind of success, why would I ever think that could be me?” Don’t be shy, you can nod, it’s ok, we all do it. It’s self-doubt, or this insane idea that successful, in every definition of success, people are superhuman not of this earth. What we don’t realize is that the answer is always the same…WHY NOT? 

If you really want to dive deep into this subject, I can go on and on about how we may not always be a direct cause for the negative or positive in our lives, but we are absolute contributors, that is not why I write this post. My point and my message to not just you, but to myself, is if we can ask ourselves the question, Why Me, why can’t the answer be the same for both scenarios. WHY NOT? 

So next time you catch yourself daydreaming about that dream job, that mountain to climb, creating every day, loving, laughing, enjoying life to the fullest in whatever way is the most true for you, and you start to ask yourself , Why Me? Before you spiral into the ocean of self pity and excuses, respond with the only answer that can set you free from the envy and the anger…WHY NOT? The catch however, is once you answer this question within your heart, the true test is what you do next.

Why Me? Why You? Well, because Why Not? is only the first statement to the story of your dreams and when you believe it in you, what you once thought was impossible becomes more possible than you could have ever imagined. 

Much Love, 

Lisa J.


When You Listen, the Words Will Come

As a writer self-doubt is probably the largest mountain to climb. Displaying your inner thoughts for all to read takes a risk that can feel like bungee jumping. You hold your breath and pray the giant rubber band snaps you back to earth. However, the rush is amazing, and the rewards when your words make a connection are boundless. It just takes a strong stomach and belief in yourself to climb the mountain that can stand in your way.
This post is about writer self-doubt and overcoming the boundaries in your mind

Writing has always come easy to me. It didn’t matter what I was writing, letters, essays, term papers, speeches, they all came naturally, and I knew it, and loved it, I took pride in it, but understanding it and sticking to it has been the area in which I struggled.

My inspiration would come in bursts, and the energy I would feel when I would listen to the voice that flowed through me when I composed poetry, stories or just journal entries was a force I could not explain. Unfortunately, just as compelling the force was to write, as was the ability to walk away when that same inspiration would fade into the night from disappointment, confusion and frustration. As a writer, the written word in my style and my personality is incredibly satisfying, it’s therapy, my center and the place that allows me to be the person I am here to be. It’s extremely personal to create something from that part of yourself that no one else but you can see. It’s also intensely personal when those creations are not appreciated by the outside world, even if that rejection is in your own mind.

To be creative, for me, meant no boundaries and no background noise as a distraction, meaning no real work behind the scenes of what I was creating. This is a beautiful idea unless you wanted to write for a living, or at least get your words out there for everyone or anyone to read and fall in love. This was where my trouble would begin. Truly understanding what to write and how to get that writing to a reader was like stumbling around blind in a maze of wonder, every time I thought I found my way, I would hit another wall. I knew I had this natural ability, but I felt I was forcing my hand in one way or another. I would dip my foot in fiction, poetry, short stories, my own story, you name it, but when it was a cold reception, I ran. I would be convinced the world was against me and that if only they would listen, they would be amazed. I was arrogant and impatient, and in my mind, I felt my effort was enough, but maybe I wasn’t, and the words vanished. As protection from the pain, I would stifle my voice and quit.

It took life to bring me to realize that all those worries of rejection and ideas of self-doubt were my own, in my mind only, and not the truth of reality. The reality was I didn’t research, and I didn’t open my heart and my mind to the support and the love I was receiving. I was closed off to the endless possibilities if only I gave myself a chance. It took a shift in perception to open my eyes to see the path that lay in front of me, accept the true gift this life had given me, and show me that honoring that gift was how I wanted to live.

The moment I realized that the boundaries I despised for my own creative mind, I had built within myself was the moment I changed my thinking and the reason why I was writing. I started to listen to the voice I had silenced, the voice that whispered to me in the quiet moments telling me I was here for a purpose, a purpose that only I could define, and I did, I was a writer. All the times before I ignored it, and pretended not to hear because it was easier, it took less effort and less courage, and not to mention the chance of being scorched by the icy reception became slim to none.

When I changed my thinking, believed in the writer I was, I changed my why, and when I changed my why, everything changed. I was no longer writing for the likes, or to be liked, or for money or fame, I was writing to share my voice with others, to inspire them to believe in their truth and to honor their gift while I honored mine. The words are there, they are part of who you are. When you listen to that voice within, connect with your why and believe in your purpose, they flow like a river. Listen to that voice, honor your gift and write for who you are and how you want to live.

Much Love,


**I originally wrote this for an audience of writers, but the message is the same…don’t stifle your voice because of fear, listen to it and honor your gift by sharing it with the world🧡