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Stripped Beautiful: A Brief Meditation on Beauty, Bodies, Fences and Time

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We are so obsessed with the building and labeling and walling off of things in this world.

This is mine.

This is theirs.

This is beautiful.

This is worthy.

This is not.

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Crowding Out the Crowd: What If It’s All Been Done Before?

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As creatives, we dread the ominous feeling that whatever it is we want to do has already been done.

And – horror of horrors – that it’s all been done and done better than we could ever do it.

So let’s get right down to it, then, guys.  Let’s play this harrowing mind game all the way to its bitter end, shall we?

Here’s the truth:

If you are reading it, it’s been done.

If you can see it, hear it, taste it or touch it, it means someone brought it forward into existence already and it can now be experienced, held, by others.

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Naked On The Table: The Agony and The Ecstasy of Writing

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It happens. And it can cripple you either way.

When you find yourself in that rare and paralyzing and exquisite place where it’s scary to write and it’s scary to not write – maybe think about this.

We sit around and we mull over and we wallow in the waiting . . . to see if our creation will ever finally look us dead in the eye. To see if we’ll be okay, if we’ll ever become ready, if we’ll ever find the strength, the reasons, the angle, the answers, the perfect what-have-you.

To write.
To publish.
To show.
To invite.
To expose ourselves.
To lay naked on the table and not budge.

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Empty Threads: Self-Doubt and Arrogance in Art

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I’m writing but only in the sense that words are standing next to one another in a line across the screen.

They mock me with their blankness. I knock them over backwards.

I construct another little wall of letter-soldier-figures, punching them into place and they march, left to right, single file as I’ve instructed.

But they won’t speak on my command; empty words have nothing to say.

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Beginner’s Luck: 7 Ways the Beginner’s Mind Makes Better Art (A Series for Artists)

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Every time we create something and share it, we’re the new kid.

We don’t know if we’ll be accepted or liked. We don’t know if our thing will go right or wrong or if what we’re offering will work.

We’re afraid of being rejected by others and maybe most of all by ourselves.

We’re the underdog, the novice, the dark horse.  We’ve got more spirit than credentials.

But we’re also too prickly to stay put, we’re too eager to wait to be told it’s time and we’re allowed and we’re the one.

Somehow – despite not understanding all the rules and not knowing exactly the lay of the land or all the implications of what we’ve begun – we’re doing it.  We’re bringing it and making it happen.

And somewhere inside our wandering hearts we know we’re the lucky ones.  The ones who hold the secret. The ones who spin the magic and bend the light.

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The Secret to Beginner’s Mind (and Bruises)

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When you were a beginner you let yourself be clumsy because quenching your curiosity was well worth the bruises.

And some people were judging you then just as some people are judging you now, but you hadn’t the time or inclination to care. You were too busy enjoying yourself, immersed in the adventure of romancing life.

That’s the secret: the beginner lives life fully open to the process.  Skinned knees, roughed up feelings and all.

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GB Podcast 3: Honor Your Creative Sanctuary

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© 2014 Allison Marie Conway at Glory Begin

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Welcome, welcome you gorgeous angels, you incredibly gifted artists. I am Allison the creator of Glory Begin and your host for these podcasts. Thank you so much for being here today. I am super excited to get knee deep, maybe even shoulders deep, what the hell let’s go all in, let’s plunge in, to the topic of your creative sanctuary.

There is a vast open space within you that is so intriguing, so mesmerizing and so mysterious that it pulls at you all the time. Within every one one of us there is this warm, dark and joyous place where our inner most secrets and creative visions are gnawing to come out and play. You feel this right, sometimes?

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