As artists, when we dawdle, we’re easily and quickly bored — or frustrated, and even defeated. The magic has a will and it will want to drive us deeply into the journey, but we have to take hold the reins and embrace uncertainty.
What are you going to be when you grow up? This is a disease perpetrated in our modern era, a psychological sliver and spiritual enslaver. It emotionally destroyed a generation, and infected another, but we’re snapping out of it.
You can’t have it both ways. The mind will do its thing, the heart will wait. They’re two distinct languages, and are often at ends with each other.
It doesn’t always make sense to our linear programming, but somehow, it’s always working to our benefit. There is no wasted time, or energy, just our perception of it.