Half truths piled on top of half truths do not add up to the whole truth. It’s a just a heap of “not-quite-there-ness.” Grey. Cluttery. If you want satisfaction you have to do the good, hard work of burning down the little lies and resistances. Tear it DOWN.
CREATIVITY. CADENCE. CORE DESIRED FEELINGS. What it takes to make good stuff in the world. Notice when your dream has come true. If you’re addicted to accomplishing things, you might miss the fact that you’ve actually accomplished something pretty awesome.
You probably have notebooks of ideas. You may have ideas you haven’t told anyone about. There are ideas that the cosmos is waiting to tell YOU about it. Stop. Shhh. Did you hear that? It’s your next big idea. Stay still long enough and you’ll hear how to make it happen.
You have a gift. It’s your truth. Honour it and it will honour you — with every kind of fulfillment.
I’ve been asked to dumb down. More than once. By bosses. By advisors. By magazine editors. And I have one line for that…
You know what I want? I want JUST LOVE. Something so pure it transmutes my terror of not getting what I want into what I want the most: JUST LOVE…
The long time of loud striving
the symbols of success
keeping time in my head
always a quarter b-b-beat behind…
1. At the moment I have 225 notes in my “Blog – DRAFTS” notebook in Evernote. At least half of them will never see the light of day. 2. I read some of my shitty first drafts and…
Empty your belly of rage and striving Create! Create! Create! and all the while, be still so you can hear the code of The Beginning.
The creative process of having an idea, putting that idea into a medium: a bound book, a film, a seminar, an app and giving that to as many people as possible, is as much a sport as it is an art.
Think you’re starting from scratch? You’re not. Your life is your content.
And this all goes back to waving the flag of your passion. Your passion is your qualification. It’s your leading qualification.
This ain’t just a blog, or a drop in the bucket, this is a sacred feeding-post on the way to more.
Crisis! Identity crisis. About a year ago, I completely lost my way, to the point of not knowing who I was anymore…
I think it’s a really precious dualism that you can’t escape if you want to be wide awake. We want to go home…we are home. We seek approval…we seek to be free. We want to be independent and truly self-referencing but the truth is that we do need each other … because we are each other.