What’s your dream? For me it was writing but I am telling you this damn book thing was not easy. I said this morning to an angel who messaged me “it is the most difficult thing I have ever done with ease.” Difficult because I gave up so many securities to put faith in something only a very small part of my being believed. Easy because following that tiny craving gave me energy and creativity I forgot resided within me.
I feel tremendous compassion for anyone who had a dream and followed it as blindly. But I feel even more for those who haven’t begun trying. I want to be the one to make you consider believing in your childish dreams again. I want to inspire you to paint, draw, write songs and poetry all while listening to the part of you that despite all reform somehow fought conform. Maybe your dream will not come to fruition…
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