Dear Me,
I’m writing you a few letters you can read to yourself.
So remember when you’re reading these letters you titled “Passion for Your Creativity, Day ? ,” that you wrote them.
These are from yourself, to yourself. Because you want you to be the artist, the creative, the innovator you are.
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But now you’re impatient. You’re sluggish with nothing to do and you’re so busy doing… nothing.
What does that TV show amount to night after night?
“I just need a treat.” You say.
“I just need to relax and unwind.” You sound like you’re making an excuse.
Why not say “I don’t feel like I have anything to offer to anyone and my life is lived fulfilling other people’s dreams, so I’d just rather sit here and enjoy this entertainment.”
Fine. It’s OK. Nothing wrong with an hour or so of it.
But what happens when…
- An hour turns to two hours.
- Two hours turns to three.
- Time for bed.
- Get up.
- Work.
- Rinse. Repeat. Rinse. Repeat. Rinse, repe–
- Turn 80.
How did I let this happen?
How in $#!@ did my life slip by hour after hour until I had no desire? Until I had no passion for creativity?
How did I let it just slip by?
Because you starting believing this:
These notes from yourself are the only ones you’ll trust. You only listen to you, so there it is–black and white.
It doesn’t matter when you wrote that note. All that matters is that you believe what is on that note and that it’s your note.
You wrote that. You wrote it with your life choices and you believe it’s true.
And sometimes you just need to see what you believe in front of your face. You need to read that note. Hear that note. Eat that note. And after you do all those things… throw it in the garbage.
Because it’s not true.
You wrote it with your life and you’ve written dozens more. Luckily your life swept them up and dropped them here in this volume.
But you never stopped to look until right now. Until you read what your life wrote… or is writing.
And that’s the awesome thing about the written word.
It’s here and you can see it and you can’t deny it and it’s powerful. It’s powerful.
This is not depressing.
You’re glad you’re telling yourself what you’ve only felt for so long. But if you’ve felt it, why didn’t you do anything about it?
Remember G. I. Joe?
Remember his little slogan thing? “Knowing is half the battle.” Yeah. So now you know. You’ve got it in black and white and, as you said to yourself earlier, it’s powerful to know it. You can’t deny it anymore.
Remember who you are…
- You are an artist.
- You are a creative.
- You battle demons that try to keep you from expressing joy, abundance, light, and feeling.
- You have this battle because passion for your creativity is life changing for yourself.
And life changing for others.
What you tell yourself and write to yourself isn’t always true.
So what it true?
You don’t have a crappy life. You have a wonderful life.
Share it.
Now that you’re telling yourself the truth, move onto day 2 by clicking here.
