I want you to like - no, scratch that - LOVE me. There. I said it. I hope you don’t think less of me now that I’ve confessed.
Because, really, isn’t that what we’re all - in one way or another - seeking? And, wow, what a complex web we weave to gain other’s approval, interest, acceptance. All in the name of being perceived as a “grown-up.”
I’m coming to realize, however, that despite all our wishful thinking, there are no real grown-ups. We’re all on a path of constant evolution. Some of us, though, are sure great at faking it. But, damn, faking is exhausting, and oh how liberating it can be to simply drop the mask.
If liberation and the freedom to do our best work is at stake, what’s the point of keeping up the facade? It’s a question well worth considering.
My challenge - and yours too, if you choose to accept it - is to shuttle the mask of perfection and expectation in favor of creative flow and living more deeply into my - our - body of work. I’ll show you my face and hope you’ll show me yours.
Here’s to not trying so hard and - in a cruel twist of irony - having deeper impact.