Sometimes I can catch them — the whispers and mumbles that tell me I can’t do something. Or I shouldn’t. But I want to! Is that my “inner parent?” Is it wisdom? I don’t often know. So I check in with myself. When I check in, I ask questions like: Is this boring or interesting?… Continue reading The Quiet Ways We Say “I Can’t”
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Just Forget About Your Goals
At least for today, give this a shot: Let go of all your stinkin’ bigshot goals. Completely let go. Drop ’em. Ah. There now. That feels better. Spacious. Now you have room to breathe. What should you do with this beautiful blank slate? Let’s see what happens when you invite something else. Ask yourself: What… Continue reading Just Forget About Your Goals
Freewriting is Like Planting Seeds
Imagination is the Divine Body in Every Man William Blake When you freewrite, you wander the imagination stomping or treading lightly, each step a word. As you step, your feet collect tiny seeds and track them from place to place. Your every action while in the realm of imagination plants seeds. And it is not… Continue reading Freewriting is Like Planting Seeds
Your Inner Critic Wants A Challenge
When you write, do so with mad abandon. Give yourself full license to go wild and be as tangled and all over the place as necessary. Because it feels invigorating. A part of you craves the untamed fire of creation. You want it. The inner critic doesn’t know how to handle this untamed fire. It… Continue reading Your Inner Critic Wants A Challenge
Why the World Needs More Schlock, Not Less
“Ah, there’s too much garbage out there.” “So much bad writing! Art these days just doesn’t make any sense.” “That looks like something I could do.” When I hear people say these sorts of things, I can feel that they believe what they’re saying. And I know that they are creatively constipated. How do I… Continue reading Why the World Needs More Schlock, Not Less