(Background song: "Bless Life," by Ketsa)
I just lost several DAYS worth of highly tedious work. A huge sound file got accidentally overwritten, and then auto-saved.
Time is time, even during a quarantine. So I was upset to have labored -- hard -- only to see it vanish.
But I was really-truly upset that I’ve spent almost a year and a half voicing other people’s words… while my own voice has seldomly been used to voice my words, for my readers. Wah wah.
When would the stars and ducks align nicely enough for me to start "social cozying" like this, with those who feel affinity with my content?
For the longest time, I have wanted to explore how INTENTIONAL VOICE can be used as a vehicle that carries assurance, calm, and relaxation. Yes, a little like ASMR… but with catalytic transformation, and poetic metaphor, baked in!
And lots and lots of HUMANITY. With bold and unapologetic inclusion of feelings. Annnd practical tips for high perceivers and super sensitive souls.
Here’s a tip for depression that I JUST used to reinvigorate myself to re-do the lost work with gusto and speed. I used this statement:
“Well, now that you’re here, Depression, I will use your energy to do things that melancholy -- and its hyper-analysis -- can actually HELP me with, things like:
NOW is the time to try the whacky thing. The next-level-bind-the-devil-evolutionary-not-so-customary THING… that is YOURS to Reveal. Pioneer. Look at. Embrace. INHALE.
Inhale. Deeply. Slowly. As if it was your lassssst.
Breathe that way. JUST FIVE TIMES. Is all it will take to flood yourself with buzzzing, life-affirming oxygen.
This is how you INSPIRE yourself. Can you now see the SPIRE inside you? What does yours look like?? What kind of signals does it receive??
(Consider asking more imaginative questions of yourself, and everyone.)
Everything is up for grabs now. Most are passively waiting and watching, but we are all invited to be very active participants in the recognition and execution of our own glorious destinies!
Leave your own imprint on the substrate. Write your scenes, baby. Load LIFE into that plot, because it is YOURS. Lavish yourself and your characters with love, health, freedom, plenty for sharing, joyful hearts for caring.
Our words are strong. They are literal and actual building blocks, best enlivened with feeling... which, if you will remember any 2 minutes in a traditional classroom, you were trained to write without personal feeling.
The cult of society misled the mainstream with the morbid idea that passion and emotion is unprofessional. So that basically put adults in socialized cages of repressed expression, mistaken for “chill, cool, savvy, gangsta, unbothered, anti-fragile” and insert any other AI-friendly-bot-synonym for behaving like a pulseless zombie-drone.
I call all that out, TO CANCEL IT. In the New Beautiful, expressions of sentience are not only expected, they are celebrated. So, see? It’s the wild, wild, wild West.
State your beautiful claim, and live like a ready receiver.