Inspiring wayfinders requires me to be the example. How can I expect it out of them if I don’t know how to do it myself, or at least feel the pain of attempting to do it myself.
As I sit here and feel the anxiety in that thought, I remind myself that way finding includes making mistakes, going down the wrong path, figuring out the dream of something was way cooler than the reality, recognizing the uncomfortable feelings are normal and learning to push through them is kind of the point.
These reminders will be my life vest, my map, the point on the wall I keep looking at as I spin. They will give me courage.