I don’t want to push. The biggest growth comes with some space, an invitation, a focus with some surprises and some mermaid flippers. So I just arrived to Broome yesterday. I’m in awe of the red dirt here that’s more than red dirt – it’s magic and dinosaurs and blood songs and spirit all packed down into forevers. The rust against the bright blue sky makes me think I’m on another planet. Underneath it all, I just want to be a mermaid.
Every time I teach these chakra energy trainings, I know the initiation that each person must go through in order to go beyond their creativity blocks and wake up these other parts of their brains.
Maybe writing is like playing the piano. You can’t expect the very best piece to come out immediately. It takes dedication to write daily morning pages. Only playing it over and over again, changing the chords and tempo, tweaking the refrain until you find the right chords and rhythm.