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2 Rockstar Ways to Have It All

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We want to have it all.  But how will we know when we’ve got it?

How will we know when it’s all enough?

Yikes, that’s a biggie. Okay, let’s slow down, let’s break it down a minute.

In this our (maddeningly) overstuffed, (ruthlessly) overstocked, (sickeningly) overjammed lives, shooting for having ‘enough’ sounds pretty lame.

Right, I mean we want to go after the Big Dreams and burst forth with Infinite Abundance!

Why just aim for enough when you could have more?  When you could have even more upon that, when you could have it all – when you could have everything?

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We Take the Stage: How to Begin Before You’re Ready (Beginner’s Luck Series)

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You put yourself in front of them and you forgot your lines.

Who do you think you are? How could you do this to us?

What gives you the right to put yourself in front of us? 

This is why we worry about taking the stage. We fear we’ll be all shaky and nervous and clumsy and in the spotlight and everyone will see our ridiculousness and we’ll get hot and red and sweaty and then we’ll freeze.

So, afraid to freeze in public, we freeze instead in private. We stay stuck, we don’t move, we stiffen instead of reach.

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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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Dark Side of the Wound: When the Hurt Makes It Beautiful

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My eyes are shoved shut so tight I can physically feel the skin pulling taught behind my ears.

The first pristine pricks of the threat of a shattering cry are stabbing at the backs of my thin pulsing eyelids.

Fuck.

Even against the massive concrete resistance I’ve barricaded up, or maybe because of it, scorching tears pierce through and streak inky, crooked, blackened tracks across my cheeks.

Every drop of pent-up anger, shame, loss, greed, regret, jealousy and confusion plunges out of me onto the hardwood floor beneath my naked knees.

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That Which Needs To Burn: Moving On

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Write.  

Delete.

Write, write, write, write, write.  

Delete, delete, delete.

*cringe*

Delete.

Slicing what doesn’t work off of what does is a tricky skill, an art really. In fact, in some tough cases, doing so is nothing short of valiance.

It’s possible to put so much precious time, energy and talent into building something – a piece of writing, a relationship, a job, a project, a way of life – that we have an immensely difficult time letting go of what just doesn’t fit.

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