Iā€™m having a love affair. šŸ˜

 
It’s probably not what you’re thinking...
 
Before I tell you about my love affair, let me share with you what I read this morning in Elizabeth Gilbert’s book, “Big Magic”…
 
“Why do people persist in creating, even when it’s difficult and inconvenient and often financially unrewarding?
 
"They persist because they are in love.
 
"They persist because they are hot for their vocation.”
 
Then she goes on to explain what she means by hot…
 
“You know how people who are having extramarital affairs always seem to manage to find time to see each other in order to have wild, transgressive sex?... Even if they get only fifteen minutes together in a stairwell, they will take that time and they will make out with each other like crazy.”
 
And then, this:
 
“Let yourself fall in love with your creativity like that and see what happens.
 
“Stop treating your creativity like it’s a tired, old, unhappy marriage (a grind, a drag) and start regarding it with the fresh eyes of a passionate lover. Even if you have only fifteen minutes a day in a stairwell alone with your creativity, take it. Go hide in that stairwell and make out with your art!”
 
Pretty freaking juicy, inspiring advice, isn’t it?
 
And I’m taking it. I’m living it.
 
Every morning, I wake up early, before my housemate is awake, when the house is still quiet. I feed the two cats, make my tea, and retreat to the office space. I flip open my laptop, put in my earphones, select my “novel writing” Pandora station, and dive into a make out session with my art.
 
I’m having a love affair with my novel, with my characters, with the heat and potency of attraction that’s building between them. šŸ”„
 
And it’s such a gift to myself, this love affair. šŸŽ
 
It invites me, every morning, to let go of doubt, perfectionism and attachment to outcome.
 
It invites me to honor my morning as my writing time. It invites me to prioritize my joy and creativity.
 
And the rewards are immense. My heart feels like it might burst out of my chest just writing this, sharing this with you.
 
I’m honoring this story that’s coming through me. I’m communing with my muse. I’m learning how to be receptive, and how to show up and surrender simultaneously.
 
And my joy and turn on are overflowing into the rest of my life and creating more for me in my body, my business, my relationships and my dreams for my future.
 
So, my friend, is it time for you to make out with your art? To fall in love with your creativity? 
 
 
What might having a love affair with your book create for you?
 
I dare you to sign up and find out. 
  
 
Consider this your invitation (aka permission slip) to make out with your art in the stairwell for 30 minutes a day. šŸ˜‰

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