So … some new things arising here.
Don’t have all the words for it yet. (If ever. You know.)
Here’s what I DO know:
Instead of trying to find the right words, or trying to meet people where they’re at, or trying to reach people, or trying to make sure people ‘get’ what I talk about, the invitation I feel now is this:
There’s something unstructured, wild, and untamed in me that wants. To. Get. Out.
Exactly as it is, in the moment.
It’s about letting go about all structures and ideas I have about (my) writing, about opening the door to something creative and free, and let that come out to play.
Forget about getting clients, making sales, calls to action.
Forget about who it’s for and if I meet them where they are.
Just let it rip.
For the fun of it.
The joy of it.
I don’t know what the fuck it means or what it’ll look like.
I don’t have to know.
I will watch it unfold.
This is what I know now. And that’s all I need to know.
I feel the nudge to send it to you.
Who knows, it might open something in you, too.
I also feel the nudge to post this on Instagram, exactly as it is, without any editing or rewriting.
Well.
I just might.
…
We’ll see.
🖌️🖌️🖌️
🖕just sent this to a friend. Following the nudge to post it here exactly as it is, too.
Love,
P.S.: If my words resonate, my work might too.
You’ll find ways to go deeper here.
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