“Every time you don’t follow your inner guidance, you feel a loss of energy, loss of power, a sense of spiritual deadness.”
– Shakti Gawain
This is hard.
If I’m honest, I’m not sure I want to write this post.
But, in a way, I feel I’ve no choice.
You see, up until the beginning of the year, I still thought of myself as a business person. The sort of person who always has money on his mind.
I don’t think.
And right now, my creative self – the one I buried for over 30 years – is burning stronger than at any stage in my life.
A channel has been opened.
It’s not driving me.
I would like to put this in a box and frame it for the world to see but whether it’s a podcast, a blog, a book of poetry or speaking, it touches my inner self.
I hate labels. Ask anyone who knows me. I think they stink. More than that they’re self-limiting, poisonous and kill any chance we have of growing. Therefore, I don’t want to call myself anything.
There is no next. No plan. There is just the energy, passion and conviction that I need to unleash.
It may not be pretty. It may not be something I can turn into money. It may not even work. But I’ve no choice but to keep pushing on.
I’ve already said that I that I don’t have goals for 2014. Instead, all I need do is turn up, sit my backside down in the chair (or walk on a stage) and something (or someone) will show up.
The one thing that I mentioned before is limiting my involvement with social media. Whilst I’ve been strong on conviction, the allure has been too much. (It’s the old moth to the light syndrome.) But I’ve promised my muse that to make the most of my talent I can’t afford to spend time online. If that means I don’t show up on Twitter et al for a year then so be it. Let’s be honest, it’s not like I haven’t produced or shared enough material.
I know this post is rough. But the truth is even if I’d spent 10 ten hours crafting it, the message would still have been same.
Let the fun begin.
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