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to Be With Other was epic. She had a way of making you feel so seen and held. So she was entrusted to help lots of mamas birth their dream-babies. And this was fine until her own womb filled, with light. Life. She reconfigured things. Cleared clutter. Made room for her own dream-baby. At night, she heard belly-whispers that encouraged and prepared her: "I am coming for your big love. I am a handful, a heart-full, and am envious of distraction. Tend to me, and I will tend to you. Together, we will bless even more people than you ever did before." What kind of dream-baby announces itself like this? Apparently, my kind. The first (of many) is due Mid-November. __________________________________________________________________________________ I'm curious: Have you had a similiar shift in your creative life, where your emphasis changed from supporting the delivery of others' work (midwife), to directing the delivery of your own work (mother)? How did that creative transition feel to you? How did it impact others? Comments are closed.
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The question "How are you?" is PROFOUND. But it has been watered-down to a synonym for "Hello." Forced or fake auto-responses of obligated okay-ness are expected. (And if you are going through something tragic, it really doesn't matter! Every social encounter OPENS with this well-established Ritual of Insincerity.) The question "How are you?" prompts an answer that begins with "I AM _____________." This means many times each day, you are invited to SPEAK THE MOST POWERFUL STATEMENT that can be spoken of yourself. And the socially-expected thing to do, is be QUICK + SLICK with your answer. For a change... TAKE YOUR TIME, and tell your truth. ✍🏾 |