fear no art
Every 100 years or so, an unusual poet with an otherworldly artistic sensitivity comes along to stir a generation with the exact words our tired hearts need in order to remember our story of aliveness and put our old world in a new light. His art feels familiar, necessary, a home to the soul, a ...
These are the ones whose ribcage is a tangle of blackberry vines and whose spine is a bottomless mountain ravine, rushing clear water, icy as snowmelt. The ones with rubies in their teeth and turquoise in their chests, with fingertips that grow into dandelions, and eyelashes into blue jay wings.
So love the process, not the product. Not the outcome. Okay, you should probably love the product and the outcome too. But whether or not you’re a superstar, or barely make a dime from your efforts, just remember what got you fired up to do your thing in the first place.
It doesn’t matter if it’s a spouse, significant other, client, customer, stranger, or yourself… having the courage to step into the moment with genuine vulnerability and love will diffuse and turn around almost any situation. The trick is that it has to be real, full-on, and deeply authentic.
You will scream and cry from the agony it causes you. You think you may die as you feel your world being turned inside out from the exposure of your authentic self. You will grasp at anything nearby, screaming profanities, red-eyed and sweating. You will wish to be numbed with the hardest drugs ...