IAmNotBritish, episode one
Good Morning from Florida. Raise your mimosas. Happy Brunch Sunday. Let's clink a cheers to sharing some words and an absolutely brief amount of time with each other--to find a little fun between work, notices and ads in your inbox.
I've noticed several of my family and friends in person and on social media have some pain or sorrow they elude to. Don't worry, this email will not be my own laundry list of hard things, or a direct response to yours. It's just a little time to connect. I'm not selling or expecting or sucking you dry in the least. I just want to give us a positive sharing moment.
And yes, I am writing this while saying it in my head with an English accent. Think Gillian Anderson or Olivia Colman. Love them. It's much more fun to write a letter this way. I've watched way too much Netflix lately with settings in England, Wales, or Scotland. My real accent is a mashup of Wisconsin and Utah with a hint of Atlanta, Georgia. Yes, it's quite adorable the way it is, I know. But how fun to jump outside of your own box.
Today's Deep Breath: (Here's where I share a practical juju nugget. May or may not be helpful.)
SELF-DOUBT is just a sign you are doing something you haven't done before. That's all.
For sure, as soon as I think, well,I can't. It won't be good enough, fear-fingers settle around my heart. My breathing speeds up and gets shallow, and I want to hide. I get nervous starting new things, but always, always I am satisfied, if not happy, with the results. Because I am proud that I started and finished and tried to figure it out. And I know it will be even better next time. There's just no reason to worry.
So get out there loves, and spread your own cheer. Until next time, Tami Lowe out.
The goal is to make a space where a few ideas and images and feelings may be so arranged that a reader will want to linger awhile among them, rather than to flee. Janet Malcolm