{"id":20702,"date":"2015-05-09T08:57:22","date_gmt":"2015-05-09T13:57:22","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.dangermond.org\/?p=20702"},"modified":"2015-05-09T08:57:22","modified_gmt":"2015-05-09T13:57:22","slug":"first-comes-doubt","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.dangermond.org\/?p=20702","title":{"rendered":"First comes doubt &#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Tin left for Croatia, a land where supposedly there are no rules. It has taken every waking minute to bring him back down to earth, a place with many rules. I read recently that if you were raised middle class that you constantly have this feeling that you have to be working and that enough is never enough. Last year, i was ramping up to serious warp speed having acquired several projects at once to keep my head above water and food in the fridge. It was madness, and it put a serious project &#8211; my book &#8211; on the back burner. <\/p>\n<p>This year started off differently; there has been no ramping up, there has been instead a blood letting. Projects disintegrating, rates of pay scaling back, and days where the faith walk has felt more like the Bataan Death March. I&#8217;ve come to a clearer <a href=\"http:\/\/www.dangermond.org\/?p=20657\" target=\"_blank\">vision<\/a> of how I want my future to unfold &#8211; I see it, I can almost feel it, and yet, I still rock myself to sleep at night thinking that I&#8217;ve just lost my mind. &#8220;It&#8217;s these times when you are about to make a great leap that the greatest confusion and self-doubt enters your mind,&#8221; my friend said to me yesterday. She had brought over the pieces of her working life on a note paper that she wanted me to form into a c.v. for a job she is applying for. This is the same <a href=\"http:\/\/www.dangermond.org\/?p=17389\" target=\"_blank\">friend<\/a> who walked around the Big Lake with me a couple of years ago and helped me seal the LaLa&#8217;s fate. <\/p>\n<p>For this reason, yesterday I told someone who was offering me work that I did not want onesies and twosies. I am writing a book that I believe will have an impact on the way we parent our children. I am working at issues that matter to me &#8211; race and reconciliation, acknowledging the crisis in this country, and sowing seeds of change. Put me to work at something that I can get behind, otherwise I am writing my book. I gave the end of June as a deadline &#8211; that&#8217;s crazy &#8211; ludicrous &#8211; I have a six year old, whose disobedience has been monumental since he returned from Croatia &#8211; all of my attention has been to get him back on track, back to reality, back where he understands his boundaries &#8211; all while I&#8217;m trying to blow up mine?<\/p>\n<p>What?<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ve wrestled with sleep because my faith is not powerful enough, but I keep getting up and believing in this vision. I keep working at it. And now I&#8217;m starting to eliminate those things and those projects that are not helping me reach it. I think I can. I think I can. I think I can. <\/p>\n<p>This year, I wont go on my Nantucket girl&#8217;s trip, even though through great generosity my friend actually offered to pay for it. Between now and the end of June, I am working on a deadline to flesh out each chapter of my book so that I will be ready. Next Saturday I&#8217;m being interviewed about my book. They say if you speak it, it will happen. Well, books don&#8217;t happen, they grow inside of you into they are spilling out all over the place and causing insomnia and making everything else seem like a waste of time. I have a framed stencil that my mother-in-law of years ago gave me in my office &#8211; it says: All That Man Has Ever Thought Or Done is Preserved As If By Magic In Books. <\/p>\n<p>The internet is supposed to implode in six to eight years. I told this to my good friend and she said, &#8220;Oh, I hope so.&#8221; But we all know that predicting a digital future in six to eight years is ridiculous. Predicting a human&#8217;s life in one day is absurd. Right now, a book is being born and survival is being wrought from piece meal paying projects. This will work out. If you have been paying attention for the last ten years that I have written this blog, you know one thing for certain, a change is gonna come, of that I have no doubt. <\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.dangermond.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/05\/images.jpg\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" decoding=\"async\" data-attachment-id=\"20703\" data-permalink=\"http:\/\/www.dangermond.org\/?attachment_id=20703\" data-orig-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.dangermond.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/05\/images.jpg?fit=255%2C198\" data-orig-size=\"255,198\" data-comments-opened=\"1\" data-image-title=\"images\" data-image-description=\"\" data-image-caption=\"\" data-large-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.dangermond.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/05\/images.jpg?fit=255%2C198\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.dangermond.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/05\/images.jpg?resize=255%2C198\" alt=\"images\" width=\"255\" height=\"198\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-20703\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Tin left for Croatia, a land where supposedly there are no rules. 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