Boy, this is amusing and frustrating. I’m sitting here trying to create an Etsy account, of which I’ve sold others creations for years as supplies. But, this time I’m creating my own product and selling it. 8 years ago I started my first Etsy account to sell my graphic designs, and they sold like gangbusters. But, to create the new account, I must enter at least one, and preferably at least 10 items. Wow, did I mess up.. Lol… I don’t have any items ready. In fact, in my mind, they are already created, but they are just floating around in the ethereal realm of my mind.
I still don’t have the product
I love journaling, blogging, and writing. It’s ironic because growing up it was the bane of my existence and I felt like it was an counterproductive and lustful form of communication. Frankly reading annoyed me and I not only thought it was worthless, but I expected it to be extinct by now. OK, I admit it I was wrong, the computer not only didn’t replace reading and writing but it made it more important than ever. I can’t tell you exactly what I was thinking. People have still barely embraced the video phone.
The reason I don’t have a product as this blog entry is still just swirling around in my head, waiting to be put into existence. I need to use a plan to move from a wish, hope and a dream to a finished product. It’s not really that complicated, I’ve just created a writer’s block. An intentional opportunity to stop mine from creating my greatest work. My best bet it instead of trying to create a finished product on the fly, but instead to create a list of my intended products.
Why do I keep doing this
Now, I find it very interesting to me how many failures I and others have had, not because they tried and failed, but because they already talked themselves out of the opportunity before it even started. Have you ever thought you knew what someone else was thinking? Clearly, you must be psychic. At the end of it all, we just don’t start out of the fear of rejection. That being said it almost seems like common sense why I keep doing it. It’s a protective habit that stops me from doing anything that could possibly get me removed from my tribe, which is ironic because, at the end of the day, my tribe is built of people like me with the same intentions as I have.
Rewrite the story
The fact is it’s hard-wired into our minds to avoid rejection at all cost. That being said, everyone around you is likely to be almost equally afraid of rejection. However, there a few that actually thrive on rejection. Isn’t that backward? For some, it’s a perception mindset that overrides the actual act of being teased or ridiculed. The other side is that some people actually thrive on the feeling that they are going to vomit. Ie. Roller coaster junkies.
I can’t remember who it was, perhaps Rue Paul, but forgive me if I am wrong, it happens. But, as I 
recall Rue was in a parade and people were yelling foul names and throwing trash. In the story, Rue actually re-wrote her perception of what was happening. She focused on the belief that the peopleware cheering her on. They were throwing roses and confetti, not trash. She rewrote her own perception in her mind of what it would take to overcome the fear.
Others, actually seek out things that make them want to puke. I believe it was Tim Ferris who has made a life of avoiding the power {fear} has over us. He is very blunt about that fact that sometimes he just needs to reset his fear switch by laying down on the floor at the local coffee shop, and wearing a white cowboy hat and boots and going to the local airport. Ironically, because we are so politically correct, if you fall down, or do something that is so far out from the ordinary, society tends to block it out and not make a big deal.
Now I’ve to make a change
It’s funny that for years, so many people have accused me of wearing my glowing yellow/green shirts because I wanted attention. I actually had to go to special hobby shops just to buy them. The real reason I wear them is that it was an attempt to overcome my fear of being different in public. I wore the shirt the first time at an event in front of 13,000 people with a group of other very driven people. We were received with love and acceptance, and I still attach that feeling to the shirts today. Now that they have become common for motorcycle riders, and construction workers, I actually just blend it. But, I must say I found it amusing being called a human high lighter and a glow in the dark creature from a horror movie. It just doesn’t bother me because I’ve conditioned myself to realize that not everything I do will get everyone’s blessings.
Well not that I’ve spilled my guts about this, I realize I’m not actually afraid of what other people think. I just need to create a plan and follow it to overcome any objections from a non-existent stranger to help people who need my product.