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The Path of My New Podcast

  • Writer: Jill Anne Castle
    Jill Anne Castle
  • Jul 14
  • 2 min read
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Just when I was at wits’ end trying to figure out how to balance my desire for connection through expression with the desire to leave the pulpit of social media, I find you Substack. Raw, honest, beautiful you.


I spent the weekend foraging through your wilderness and found more authentic, heart forward pieces than I’ve seen in a long time. The wonderfulness inspired me. And I reminded me to stay true to myself. Your musings have encouraged me to break up with the talking head formula and go with vulnerability. Thanks for the permission to simply do me.

Having to do reels for the start of my podcast triggered the ugly feels. And I couldn’t find an it to put my finger on. Now, after diving into the pool of wholeheartedness I find here, the answer came clear.


I like writing better because I think sometimes when I speak, I come off preachy. Aside from all the professional lectures I’ve been paid to give, I also have a terrible habit of unsolicited advice in my personal relationships. I’ll start teaching a lesson in the middle of someone’s most vulnerable moment and shut down any hope of getting in the nook of their heart. Luckily, the safest people in my life have been able to break this bad news to me in a way I finally heard.


When I searched for the why, I’ve discovered I do this because I feel your discomfort and that makes me uncomfortable. I love you and I want to move you to a better place so you can find relief, but also so I feel better. And that second part is not coming from a healed place.


I am a teacher. But I’m also a leaner, connector, explorer and a creator too. I accept and appreciate the teacher part of me, but I seek to reintroduce a healthier version. I no longer want to be someone who needs to prove my value, earn my keep or collect validation in order to justify the space this life has granted me. Just being someone who can love as much as I do, has earned me my little corner in which I reside. It’s time to let go of the old story and head towards my true north.


 As I set out, I do hope to bring friends along. Not because I know best where to go but because they want to go too. Adventuring with my friends along the way and being in it together, I’m certain, will be magical. Sometimes they lead, sometimes I lead. Because we are ALL pathfinders just trying to find the treasures.


That’s my mission. That feels right. Thanks SubStack, for helping me sort this out. I can’t wait to see how it all unfolds. And those who got all the way to the end of this, can we path find together? I’d be so grateful for the company along the way.

 
 
 

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