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Wednesday, January 16, 2019

It's All A Doorway

"The more you love your art/calling/enterprise, the more important its accomplishment is to the evolution of your soul, the more you will fear it and the more resistance you will experience facing it." Steven Pressfield

I've been revisiting the amazing book, "The War of Art: Break through the blocks and win your inner creative battles" by Steven Pressfield. When I first read his book (years ago), there was such tremendous relief that someone put words to the thing, the great battle I had with myself every single time I would even think about creating.

It seems cruel that the things that most feed and fill our spirit are often met with the most resistance/fear/terror. Yet, in my experience, this is the case.
But, I have also found that when I break through this terrible resistance, and sit my ass down and JUST DO, magic happens.

I am so very happy to say that I have (finally!) found a way to show up despite the tremendous resistance. And it feels absolutely epic.

“To yield to Resistance deforms our spirit. It stunts us and makes us less than we are and were born to be.”
(More words from "The War of Art")

Thanks to a very dear friend (Brooke, I love you!), who sat with me over coffee and listened and listened some more, I recently got very clear about what it is that I want/am aching for. After patiently listening forever, she prompted me to, very clearly, (I've decided clarity is pretty much everything), write down the things I had identified as spirit-feeding...things that I must do every. single. day. No exceptions. No negotiating. No excuses (well, there may be a few exceptions that are acceptable). No wiggling my way out of it.

I am so very happy to share that I am now on week 3 of my non-negotiable showing up for myself. To say that it has been liberating/freeing/healing/empowering is a huge understatement. Because of some intense resistance, I had let years (really, years?) go by where I didn't pick up a paintbrush. This is hard to believe considering how soul-feeding painting is for me. But it's true.

Yesterday (again, despite the biggest kind of resistance), I sat my ass down in my art room and, ready for this? - I let myself paint. A couple of times, I almost cried it felt so unbelievably good/relieving/liberating.

Exhale. Amen. Hallelujah.

My greatest hope for you is that you listen deeply to what your spirit is calling you to. That you respond to that call. That you sit your ass down and begin.

It will matter in ways you can't possibly measure.

From my heart to yours with so much love and appreciation,


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