I attended a workshop this past weekend that involved several small public speaking opportunities. On one of my last turns, I performed a poem I wrote back in 2005. It’s a special piece to me, and one that I’m proud of.

The response was overwhelmingly positive, and it felt great sharing it with those who know me just for my marketing and engineering sorcery. (The attendees of the workshop were all friends of mine, but none of them knew about my quasi-artistic past/interest.)

It doesn’t mean that I’ll be publishing poems on the blog every week or that I’m rebranding myself, but being in a posture of facing fears is always the right answer (despite knowing I wasn’t going to be booed off stage, the fear of embarrassment was real).