you make this place magical, my love. how you look at it, through your doing and creating, by your daring and channeling and pursuing of your inspirations and ideas… you make it magical. don’t wait for any of them, or for proof (which is what you are) — nor rely on anyone’s opinions, nor excuses,…
what is it that won’t let you sleep at night? what is it that gnaws at the back of your mind? what is it that angers, frustrates or disheartens you?
none of that is the issue. that’s all noise, programs, the ideas of other people, the seeds of cultural norms and expectations… but none of it is your own voice….
this day will pass, whether you dreamed a little dream, drew up a plan, took a baby step toward a goal, did what you loved to do, spent time with whom you wanted to, followed through on those tiny impulses, built something with your hands, started into a new book from the thrift store, sang your own beautiful song. . ….