Passion isn’t something you stumble upon in the dark or find in the arms of another, Nor is it a rush of energy or an…
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Category: Go Write, Inspiration
How many times have you walked out of your house without your left eye, metaphorically speaking?
This morning, I crawled on a plane at a ridiculous hour for a Sunday and hoped beyond hope that I’d just be able to put my headphones in and sleep. This usually isn’t a problem for me. I have a Go Away vibe that goes toe to toe with Captain Von Trapp at the first sight of Maria in The Sound of Music.
My inner English librarian – who sounds like Dame Maggie Smith and dresses like the Dowager Countess of Grantham on Downton Abbey – says, “The girl who was constantly critical is now faced with one of the biggest challenges/opportunities of her life and her own brain is reminding her of times when she succeeded? Preposterous!”
But there it was. Staring me in the third eye. One of my own most-successful-rituals reminding me that this isn’t a time to be doubtful of my abilities.
When I was about six or seven years old, my incredibly wise mother made a decision that stripped all the mystery and rebellion out of…