Do you have the courage to bring forth the treasures that are hidden within you? – Elizabeth Gilbert
f you are anything like me, you have this deep and compulsive urge within you that haunts every moment of your life. *no, I am not referring to your urge to squish the cheese in the supermarket display, you sicko!
The urge I am referring to is surprisingly simple in its demands, and only ever says one thing:
You. Must. Create.
I can’t remember the first time I realised I was cursed – sorry – blessed with this innate need, but I know that I have been resisting it for just as long.
This is quite a boring thing to do, as all I am merely repeating the age old cycle of creative denial, which usually consists of three highly complex steps:
- Urge to live the best fucking creative and amazing life you possibly can
- Feeling too scared to do it and pursuing something else instead, while constantly beating yourself up about it
With the fear come the excuses, and you put following your calling off for another day or two, until another year has passed. It’s easier. It feels safe.
It is comfortable in the same way as Chinese Water Torture is comfortable. You think you’re fine at first, but drop by drop it will drive you insane.