As a creative being, I’ve been battling my doubts for far too long.
I have decided to go into full-blown // body slamming // blood, sweat and tears war against self-doubt, self-disgust, self-judgement and self-protection.
I’ve been wanting to put into words what I could scream to my inner self – the dark, icky parts of my soul that shout out fears and reservations.
This. This is it.
“It’s funny you should ask,” you can reply. “I’ll tell you who I am : I am a child of God, just like anyone else. I am a constituent of this universe. I have invisible spirit benefactors who believe in me, and who labor alongside me. The fact that I am here at all is evidence that I have the right to be here. I have a right to my own voice and a right to my own vision. I have a right to collaborate with creativity, because I myself am a product and a consequence of Creation. I’m on a mission of artistic liberation, SO LET THE GIRL GO.” (Insert fist pump here.)
And here begins my journey of Creative Living Beyond Fear.