I Finally Posted My First Vlog

It only took me four weeks.

Yep—you read that right. I recorded my first vlog almost a month ago, and it’s been sitting there waiting for me to hit “publish.” Why? Honestly…fear. Fear that it wasn’t perfect. Because it’s not! 😂

But here’s the thing I’ve been learning, waiting for perfect means never starting. And I want to start.

So today, I finally did it. I posted my very first vlog on my website. Is it polished? Nope. Is it fancy? Definitely not. Does it make me cringe a little bit when I watch it back? Oh, yes. But you know what? It’s real.

And maybe that’s the point.

If I wait until I’ve mastered the perfect camera angle, the flawless background, or the most brilliant editing, I’ll never actually share my voice.

Sometimes the bravest thing is to be vulnerable and authentic, even about the parts we’d rather hide. 🙌

That’s something I also need to remind myself about my Simple Blog Course. It’s been sitting on my back burner for way too long. I have the outline, the slides halfway done, the ideas…but I keep waiting until it feels “just right” before finishing. Maybe the lesson from this vlog is the same one I need for that course: it doesn’t have to be perfect to be helpful. It just has to be finished.

And because this is me we’re talking about, I’ll add a completely random personal note: Moses (my mini goldendoodle puppy) has been laying at my feet while I type this, snoring louder than seems physically possible for something under 20 pounds. Somehow, that silly little sound made me realize—life doesn’t wait for perfect either. It’s already happening around us, messy and ordinary and beautiful.

So, this vlog is me showing up. It’s me saying: “Here’s where I am today.” And I’m reminding myself that showing up imperfectly is still better than never showing up at all.

If you’re sitting on something you’ve wanted to create, share, or launch—but you’re waiting until it feels safe or polished—maybe this is your nudge too. Start anyway. Let it be messy. Let it be human.

That’s the lesson tucked into all of this—whether it’s a vlog, a course I’ve been dragging my feet on, or half-finished ideas scribbled in a notebook. Things don’t move forward when I wait for them to be flawless. They move forward when I choose to show up anyway. Even with Pine Bendino—my story idea that’s been whispering at the edges of my imagination—I know it won’t become anything more than notes unless I start giving it space, even in its messy beginnings.

Because courage doesn’t look like perfection, it looks like moving forward anyway.