This week, I had one of those days when I thought I really sucked. My mind was gathering evidence against me. Yep, the mind is a beautiful thing. But not always the smartest. Our minds trick us into playing smaller far more than we realize.
Our mind can be a hammer in our heads, pounding away to worry, worry, worry about all the things that could go wrong, or try its damnedest to convince us that we’ll never, ever be good enough. It can nag, criticize, and ridicule us, relentlessly — especially when the mind thinks its being “realistic” about efforts and dreams and magical stuff, like self-belief and love and visions.
Can you imagine surviving (for long anyway) without Art and Music and Dance, Poetry and Stories and Acting? I can’t. Wouldn’t want to. These forces have the emotional power to reveal the truth and beauty and outrageous possibilities of our lives, more than our minds could ever do on their own!
Nope, you can’t always “think” your way there — sometimes, you just have to FEEL it.
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