You’ve been doing it again, haven’t you?
That thing … that thing where you forget who you are, and where the magic comes from.
Where you forget to create from THAT PLACE.
The magic place,
the crazy space,
the bit beyond the beyond the beyond the BEYOND the understood reality of the human race.
You know what I’m talking about, of course, how could you not?!
You’ve been there too many times to count,
but yet hidden from it, avoided, or simply not ‘had’ the time or energy or will or commitment, too many more.
And imagine –
IMAGINE IF YOU LET YOURSELF GO THERE DAILY.
To the world away from this one.
The river beneath the river.
The place where you are neither here, nor there, and you are just –
Where you forget who you are in the one sense,
And yet in doing so you remember everything you CAN be, and then?
If you think about where the BEST work comes from, the truest ‘you’, the earth-shaking, jaw-dropping, mad as a hatter creative brilliance that ACTUALLY wakes and shakes ’em –
(starting first and foremost with YOU)
– you know that it’s there in the place where you have allowed yourself to first drop in.
Where you have let go of what you’re supposed to DO today,
your list, your tasks, your shoulds, they don’t exist,
and where you’ve no money concerns, no biz-niz concerns, no growth challenges or worries, nope, not a single one,
and you just,
You go in, in order to go in.
Not in order to see what happens, what you can draw out, what the ‘result’ might be.
Where the ideas you could never have otherwise dreamed of present themselves.
Where creativity is lit by a fuse that SIMPLY CAN’T BE FOUND IN THE THINK THINK THINK DO DO DOING WORLD.
And where you pull down, well, how should I put this?
SHIT THAT LEAVES PEOPLE GASPING ON THE FLOOR, PLEASE GIVE ME MORE, I DON’T EVEN KNOW WHAT THIS IS BUT I KNOW I NEED MORE OF IT,
That’s not why you go there.
Nope, not for any of that.
Not even a little bit.
You go there because it is WHO YOU ARE AND WHAT YOU CAME HERE TO DO AND IF YOU DON’T GO THERE SIMPLY TO GO THERE BECAUSE YOU KNOW YOU MUST GO THERE THEN YOU CAN’T EVEN BREATHE.
Am I making any sense?
Do you GET it?
Does your soul FEEL me?
It doesn’t matter if you don’t.
In fact, it definitely freakin’ matters if you don’t, in that –
This is not for you.
But if it’s for you.
Then you know.
Even if at the same time,
I’m making ZERO sense to you.
You can’t ignore that call, that push, that knowing within,
Something calling you home.
Something reminding you.
And whispering –
You already KNOW –
Where the answers are.
FAR more than what it could ever be in the pushing forward.
When will you?
When will you turn away from everything you’ve not yet done, and think that you must?
The answers are where they’ve always been darling.
In the gap.
In the madness.
In the falling.
In the flow.
But if you think you can just snap your fingers, and click your heels together, and issue a command, and access THAT level of holyfuckingshitwowwhatthefuckwasthatbutjustgivememore?
You’re delusional as batshit.
And not in the good way.
And as you do?