The hard work of the creative is often in giving yourself permission.
Frequently I don’t even give myself permission to pick up my instrument, so you can see I’m not going to get very far when I’m that closed off from source energy.
Permission starts with the act of picking up your pen to write and then it keeps radiating out from there.
We need:
Permission to give ourselves lots of options once we start a project.
Permission to kill a project that’s not working.
Permission to not act small. Sometimes we feel like we’re interrupting people and that we should tone it down or cut down our words. We worry that the news feed will suppress our work so we shapeshift around that.
Permission to let go of life situations that are no longer serving us and are past their expiry date.
Permission to send a newsletter on a Thursday because Wednesday crept up on you faster than you expected after a long weekend in Canada and you will give that permission without beating yourself up.
Permission to experiment with new technology and not feel ashamed about its efficiency even though I prefer to write the old-fashioned way.
Permission for our peers to succeed. There is the legend of the musician who prefers to only listen to artists that are dead because everyone alive makes them feel uneasy.
To sum it up, permission is the act of opening your heart which will in turn open your mind. To let in possibilities and to let out your true expression.
I grant you permission to do your Most Creative Work, but ideally you will find it in yourself to give yourself this permission. Our whole lives can pass us by in service of outside pressures.
For just a small bit of time, can you give yourself permission?
Really great piece, Elliott