mute but screaming

mute but screaming

FADE IN: two at lunch.

She: It’s like the texture of smoke.

He: Right.

She: You can see smoke even though it’s translucent.

He: K.

She: That’s how it felt. It’s there but not.

He: Dark but translucent.

She: Uh-huh. I guess that’s progress, right?

He: I would say. It was way worse before…

She: I know… I still feel the darkness, though.

He: I’m sure that doesn’t go away. I mean, not right away.

She: It can get scary.

He: So, why don’t you call me?

She: I wanted to but for some reason, I couldn’t.

She: Weird how that happens; we’re mute but screaming for help.

He: I get it.

FADE OUT.

more | less

more | less

More belly laughs

Less over-thinking.

More moments of joy

Less time spent shopping.

More kindness

Less judgements.

More greens

Less plastic.

More salutes to the sun

Less forgetting how you got somewhere.

More tenderness

Less choking.

More trust

Less prediction.

More you

Less smoke and mirrors.


Liza Fernandez

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the path

the path

HE: I just got back!

SHE: Ah! Beirut! How was it?

HE: Insane, four long months, but so much fun.

SHE: I can only imagine. How was New Mexico?!

HE: Soooo good, great to see the fam. It’s been a minute.

SHE: Aw, that’s so good. Tell me all about Beirut!

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urgent vs. important

You know you should be focusing on the long-term journey, on building out the facility, signing up new customers or finishing your dissertation.

But instead, there’s a queue of urgent things, all justifiable, all requiring you and you alone to handle them. And so you do, pushing off the important in favor of the urgent.

Of course, everyone has this challenge, but some people manage to get past it. Even you, the last time you made a major move forward. Think about it–those urgencies from a few years ago: who’s handling them now?

The reason we go for urgent is that it makes us feel competent. We’re good at it. We didn’t used to be, but we are now.

Important, on the other hand, is fraught with fear, with uncertainty and with the risk of failure.

Now that you know why, you can dance with it.

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Seth Godin

higher power

Chance The Rapper

Chancelor Bennett was born on April 16, 1993 in Chicago. Early on in his childhood, he became obsessed with soul, jazz, and rap music. But his teachers ridiculed his aspirations. So naturally, he rebelled, and began running with the wrong crowd.

During his senior year of high school, Chancelor was busted for possession of marijuana and got a 10-day suspension.

Grounded at home, the young rapper hit a new low, but used the time to record a mixtape entitled “10 Day.” The underground project, which was full of sex and drug references, got him noticed by many music industry heavyweights.

To cope with his new-found acclaim, Chancelor’s life spiraled into a dependency on drugs and alcohol. By 18, he was a addicted to Xanax. His grandmother intervened, but to no avail, and eventually his father kicked him out of the house.

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take a bath in my blood get to know me

Truth
The truth is that I never shook my shadow
Every day it’s trying to trick me into doing battle
Calling out “faker” only get me rattled
Want to pull me back behind the fence with the cattle
Building your lenses
Digging your trenches
Put me on the front line
Leave me with a dumb mind
With no defenses
But your defenses
If you can’t stand to feel the pain then you are senseless

Since this
I’ve grown up some
Different kind of fighter
And when the darkness come let it inside you
Your darkness is shining
My darkness is shining
Have faith in myself
Truth

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something creative

something creative

Walk the dog.
Feed dog.
Sign on for work.
Answer emails, texts, Skype chats, maybe phone calls.
Prevent potential fires.

Do something creative? 

Take dog for walk.
Meetings, midday snack (for you and dog).
Wash dishes.
Do laundry.
Keep working.
Walk dog.

Look at your personal To Do list? 

Emails.
Missed calls and unanswered texts.
Lunch becomes early dinner.
Sun slowly descends.
Catch a glimpse, thanks to dog.

Hot tea brews.
Emails.
Emails.
Emails.

Think of doing something creative? 

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