Some days the line can feel sharp as a razor’s edge, in fact.
Like walking a tightrope in the sky, strung up across two high-rise buildings. (One might imagine. I mean, we’re artists not dare devils. Or are we?)
As artists and creative critters, we walk a line between love and ego with every piece we create.
If we dare to create the work we deeply want to create – the kind that screams to be let out but also scares the hell out of us for risk of exposing too much of our fragile selves – that line can cut like a hot knife down the center of our insides.
It’s a cut that can feel like it’s opening us and killing us at the same time.
Being a fairly upbeat sort of person who shouts from the rooftops about how fucking phenomenal it is to be a beginner, I also tend to be the sort of person who gets herself into some shit.
And let me just tell you: I’m in it now, kids.
So deep am I in it, in fact, that I am writing this blog post from an undisclosed location and may or may not be wearing 3 day old (wait – what’s today?) sweatpants.
As of NOW it’s full on, full throttle, full frontal (well, except for the sweatpants).
I am neck-deep in the wild tidal throws of finishing my first book of poetry: Vein.
We’re so close now I can practically taste the textured pages brushing against my eager skin. (Ya damn right it’s a sexual relationship. If you think I’m not going to make mad passionate love to this book you have gravely underestimated the degree to which I have lost my filthy mind over this project).
I recorded this podcast with the deepest reverence for all of us who dare to engage fully with our creativity in this life. Hands down, there is nothing else like it.
I believe our creativity, our art, is the truest expression of our soul’s desire to offer love and light to the world. That who we are at our most raw and true comes out in our art and that kind of brave honesty is the greatest spiritual gift we have to give (and receive) during our time here on this planet.
As it happens, Glory Begin is one year old today. This warms my heart. If you have been here for the full journey or part of it, I am beyond grateful to have your energy and light in this space. Your light is my light is our light.
Of all the things I have learned along this creative journey (and, sweet mother lover, there have been a LOT of lessons) , there is one thing that has surfaced for me over this past year that stands out as unequivocally most important.