New look!

You are getting no old stuff from me. No, out is out and in is in. Old blog was out, this look is in.
So thanks to my blog teammates John Channings and Robert Popovic and the blogging community I now have ‘the new’ look too, for as long as that lasts.

But blogging for me is not just about figuring out how to look good or about the number of visitors.

For me it is about real learning AND the emotions it is bringing up.
I forgot learning can be like this. Exciting, mind boggling, humiliating, confusing, upsetting, falling on my face, getting self conscious, victorious, absorbing, enquiring and stimulating.
Everything about blogging is new and for the first time in decades I am learning like little children do. Entering a world without the safety of prior knowledge or even knowing who the good teachers are. I really didn’t know anything and boy is this learning about cyberspace an experience. Wicked!

I started this blog initially to share what I learnt on the Trek Education course and to keep the momentum of learning going. I love the stuff we teach. I love sharing with my friends what it is doing to my life when I come from my heart and love.
Then I realized that other people can have access to my blog as well and that it could be a great marketing tool for the courses.
And that is how I jumped from simply writing down my preoccupations ‘privately’ for people I know, into the big wide world of cyberspace.
And how big and wide and unknown it is!

I started blundering my way through cyberspace clicking here, there and everywhere; my kinesthetic learning style being both a curse and a blessing.
I clicked from blog to blog and from password to password until I felt totally lost.
I had no idea what I had done, where I was and what I have signed up for and all of a sudden fear sets in.
“What have I done?”. “How do I get out of this mess?”. “Who am I communicating with?”
“Where am I, who sees me?” “Do I look like a fool, is what I posted on the mark or missing the point completely?”

It is like entering a different culture you know nothing about; with blunders and pitfalls lurking around every corner
I find blogs by accident at first, with no way of knowing how to find them again.
I find a blog I like and then I get shy (a feeling I haven’t had for a long, long time) about posting a comment. My mind plays up, what if they don’t like my comments and what if they get snarky and make a fool of me in public? Who am I actually talking to, if it is a young person would they like someone my age to comment?
Remember feeling so confused and insecure?

Then I find a big blogging network site, I register. I want to show John my trophy; showing off that my blog is on this big site for millions to see, only to go under in deep shame, because for the life of me I cannot locate my blog.
Remember those feelings too, triumph so closely followed by shame and humiliation?

So it has been an interesting journey; the whole blogging scene is propelling me back into a childhood learning experience.

But I have an advantage over when I was very young. I know about love and how love is the only emotion that expands intelligence. I seek out people who love me. I ask for encouragement about what I am doing, and I ask them to tell me that it is okay to feel both dumb and clever in a matter of minutes.

The other advantage is that because this is such a new phenomenon for everybody most people are willing to share their blunders as well. And they openly admit to try, wash and rinse until you get it right. How encouraging and what a lovely way to all share each others learning.

It makes me feel okay (slowly) about latching on to people in the blogging community.
David Krug, it is me breathing down your neck to find out what you are doing.

Sem, my sister’s grandson knows how to try, wash and rinse!
Go, Sem and David Go, I am watching!
Somebody watching me?