I’m challenging myself to write an entry for the next 30 days.
Here’s why.
It’s 7:21 as I write this, and I woke up extremely challenged.
Tormented rather.
I began my day accidentally at 5 am. And No, It didn’t really begin, but my mind had clocked in. I’m in a season of my life— at least that’s what I deeply feel in my spirit and this year more than ever I feel totally out of sync.
I haven’t stuck to a routine, I haven’t journaled, I haven’t read as much as I would like, and when it comes to things like this space, I haven’t served to the capacity of how I know deep in my heart to serve.
Why?
I realise that the uncertainties of my lifestyle (entrepreneurship) create many opportunities, however, the cost is that there is a huge requirement for management and self-reflection.
For those that don’t really know what my days might look like or rather who I am, well hey, let me reintroduce myself.
My name’s Josiah and I’m a people lover. I believe my life’s mission is to live the best story ever— one achieved only through living a life poured out.
What does that mean?
Well to put it simply, It means that life’s work is to empower, Inspire, create, teach, impart and depart. In other words, the objective of my life is to give everything I have been given away.
In hopes that someone who didn’t have gets.
In hopes that someone who couldn’t, can.
In hopes that someone who isn’t, becomes.
My life’s work is embedded firmly in holding that door open— The one I one day saw, and fortunately squeezed through.
Now that you get a sense of who I am, well here’s some of what I do.
Well as many of you know, I’m a creator. I create content, I tell stories, and I do that on platforms like TikTok, YouTube & Instagram. Now I say this to people and they laugh, but this is my full-time job (ish). I’m signed to an agency so as I navigate authentically documenting my life, my team works hard at vertically integrating partnerships into my life, crazy I know. But that’s one role.
Others might look like building an Organisation Called Tribe318, where I am creating space for creatives, thinkers and ideators to commune and develop. And this looks different every day as you can imagine, but as ‘Resident Chief Storyteller’, my days can look like meetings, partnership calls, graphic designing, Content producing, mentoring, strategising and social media media’ing… You get the gist.
In between that, I consult individuals and organisations helping them communicate better through purpose-driven storytelling (Digital strategist).
I’m also a photographer, podcaster, writer, and director + run a small production company creating content for a select number of clientele
Often the list feels endless, but nonetheless— All these tasks demand one thing.
Time.
So I’m sure you’re looking at me as I commit to writing for the next 30 days, like
and maybe I am, But I’m doing it.
If you go back and read through my heart’s mission, and my life’s circumstances, you’ll notice that there is a unique need for my personal attention in every area. and there is often a balancing act between spending time with people and being alone.
And being with people is great, necessary and personally so important to me. But every moment spent somewhere is another moment spent away from myself, and in a position where you lead, your moments alone are needed— if not more important.
I’ve written about this a little in the past so feel free to catch up, but I notice that the moment I spend less time alone, I don’t do the necessary part of pouring out— Filling. So I’m committing to the necessary work of making myself uncomfortable enough to wander again.
Consider this a reset, except this time with a small goal in mind to solve areas of compromise that I realise is necessary for optimum function.
Now I’m sure most of us know the benefits of writing.
We usually know the quality ones, like improved communication, memory Enhancement, Personal growth, creativity, Legacy, and Career development— The list is endless.
But for me, the one thing I particularly find so beautiful about writing is that it requires all my being at once.
my eyes have to look, to see my fingers type as my mind reflects whilst I listen to those inner thoughts, murmur through the beatings of my heart.
I find that as I begin to unravel the adventure of not knowing what to say, I find that there is this world I desire to build. With each stroke—or rather key, the world around me quietens. The walls of my future hope begin to erect. I begin to find that there is a joy to be encountered. One that helps my agony—one that quenches my thirst.
I find that in but a moment as all my senses engaged.
In that blessed moment, I realise I had everything to say.
I pull on the year 7 English lit Josiah that wanted to rebel and write a poetry piece when we were supposed to be writing a review, I pull on the bible loving Josiah that wants to identify where we can point out God’s handy work in the crevices of our life, It pull on the functioning dysfunctional Josiah, who has felt relatively out of sync his whole life, I pull on every area where I have a muscle, a mind and a heart, and as I write I explode.
And slowly…ever so slowly, what seems like a wild convulsion, becomes this stillness.
I become aware that in every fear, hope and regret, right now is a blessing.
So for the next 30 days, I want to commit to my original commitment and take 5 more mins away daily writing to myself, but also to you.
5 More Mins with Josiah… Get it?
Anyway, my hope is that in my transparency you feel encouraged, yet challenged.
So, I implore you to join me.
Whether it’s by putting something down or dedicating yourself to a new thing. I would love for you to join me.
So, Let’s grow together.
This is day 1, I can’t wait to speak to you tomorrow!
The feeling I just got reading this,I have been mentally begging myself for - having creative block can feel like a creative cripple, when you know deep down, you have sooooo much to say!!! Thank you Josiah for triggering my creative strength and reminding me that it is ok to explore my mind looking for creative treasures and finding nothing. It’s all part of the process “ my nothing is someone’s something” I look forward to what you write tomorrow. You are indeed a breath of influential air. Thank you