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The everyday beginning
In search of wonder, blue waves whitened on a cliff
Creativity is sacred, and it is not sacred. What we make matters enormously, and it doesn’t matter at all. We toil alone, and we are accompanied by spirits. We are terrified, and we are brave.
Bigdealitis is something creatives seem to be particularly plagued by.
Doing things differently the act of reaching for beauty yields a deep sense of satisfaction
The value in going slow I spent a lifetime in a garden one afternoon.
We are always called upon to begin again. To renew this magic within that we have held since childhood. The awe and the wonderment.
There is a three-letter word I love. Crammed full of possibility, hope, and dreams
We owe it to ourselves to become observers and seekers to where the circuit can be completed. To plug ourselves into experiences that amplify our lives. To unplug from those things that are draining.
Here’s to the next few thousand wide awake, free-falling into life, living this one wild and precious life like every day counts.
When you feel uninspired and plain ole ‘flat lining’ on the excitement scale, do this:
Stop the struggle.
Ask yourself where your excitement is embodied today.
et us hold each other in love and look for ways to simply just have fun. We are, after all, just walking each other home.
