Who among you is currently writing your first book ever? Reveal yourselves and share what that feels like. Don't make me come looking for you.
Like I'm pregnant with something in the Spirit and I am giving birth with complications all alone.
I just finished the copy edited version in February and slowly shopping it around. I am hanging out on your blog because, well, because I'm in need of guidance and am a typically shy mystic propelled by the biggest energy on the planet in order to bring the message forward. Here's the video essay I just finished introducing it....
I'm going to start promoting the video when I finish part II.
Readith, I wish there was something I could do to get you around that... I'd send the transcript but the pictures are really so much apart of message on the video.... Part 2 transcript might be a little more useful if you're still interested. Would so love to visit your world someday... luvback2u
It felt scary at first, then like I had been doing it all my life...like driving.
Now...as if there can be nothing else, perhaps like skydiving? or any other adrenaline driven sport?
BUT, the 'contractions'....and the "push, baby push it some more" ......aaaaaagggghhhhhhhhhh....where are the midwives?
Don't push it. Invite it. Bring it to you. though you will have to deliver the invitations I guess.
I forgot to share what the process feels like. When I'm writing it's like being transported to another world, a dimension layered in sound, color, and effervescence.
But the selling part, Jeff, ... it is like what happened to me at the publicity summit when I went up to Rachel Rae's producer, knowing he would say no.
Standing at the mouth of the dragon, I shook his hand and pitched my platform. My body wept like a little girl seeing the great teeth of the beast. But the warrior in me held the child back so hard that water shot out of my tear ducts, and streamed down my cheeks and she shook under my skin at the sight of him. I pitched through my tears and trembling and his reply was, "no, sorry, that's not for our show, but with that kind of passion you will do very well."
My body's heat subsided as I walked past his booth, sweat evaporated as I realized did not get eaten. This time.
The question is, why did you see a dragon and not just a person on someone's payroll? Save the drama in case you ever do encounter a dragon.
haha! the imagination is an amazing thing, isn't it? It's hearing "no" that is my nemesis, one I have to get over (and over and over). When I was 17 I sold all-purpose-concentrated-cleaner door-to-door around the united states, for almost a year with a band of other teenagers, because I wanted so badly to travel. I never got over my fear of rejection, but I've still managed to open a lot of doors in spite of it. A psychic once said that it is from a past life where I was rejected by my own father, that I was an ugly daughter, who was ignored and despised, while my brothers were adored and idolized by him. Nonetheless, it is a constant overcoming and changing perspective is a good device for it.