Prefer to watch instead of read?
You can watch this week’s reflection as a video. Scroll to the bottom of the page to view it on YouTube.
I was thinking about something the other day. You know how a young child can be completely absorbed in what they’re doing? Playing, building something, just fully in it. And then, almost out of nowhere, they stop and look up.
“Are you watching me?”
Not because what they’re doing isn’t already good, but because something in them wants it to be seen. Honestly, even my dog does this.
I’ve been noticing a version of that in myself lately.
The book has only been out a little over three weeks, and I’ve already received some really encouraging feedback from early readers. Kind, thoughtful messages from people who have resonated with it. I truly appreciate that, and it means a lot to me.
And still, I find myself checking sales in the morning.
Not obsessively. Just checking.
And somewhere in there is a quieter version of that same question: is anyone seeing this? Is this becoming something?
I don’t think there’s anything wrong with that. It’s human. But I’ve also been noticing what it does. Something that was already meaningful starts to feel like it needs confirmation. Something that was enough on its own starts to feel like it needs to be validated.
I’ve touched on something similar before in a reflection called Letting It Be Seen, where I noticed how easy it is to try to manage how something comes across. This feels like another version of that.
And I don’t want to miss what is already happening.
I did something I’ve never done before. I wrote a book. I shared something personal, something I believe is honest, something I hoped might help someone feel a little less alone. And it is.
People are reading it. People are responding to it in real, human ways.
Maybe this is what I’m learning right now: to let that be enough. Not forever, and not as a rule, but at least long enough to actually experience it. To not rush past something real because I’m still looking for bigger proof.
Because the moment itself is already complete. The truth was spoken. The story was shared. And it is finding its way to the people it’s meant to reach.
Maybe the practice is not to stop looking up entirely, but to notice when I do and gently come back to what’s already here.
Because sometimes the act itself is enough.
And I don’t want to miss that.
Prefer to watch? View on YouTube
