Week two of The Artist’s Way was a rush of energy. I proudly followed through with the new schedule, waking up at 6am, straight into Morning Pages.

Respecting this time specifically set aside for writing has made me feel like a writer.

It’s a feeling that I love like no other. Don’t tell music, but as a kid I dreamed of being a writer first, musician second.

I found my attention shifting as days went by.

I found myself in a better, brighter mood.

It’s spooky that the book knew this would happen.

“The quality of life is in proportion, always, to the capacity for delight. The capacity of delight is the gift of paying attention.”

Tired of hearing my brain whine, I paid attention to other things around me. And I felt happier.

Chapter Two also focuses on recovering your sense of identity. It warns that as your sense of self gets stronger, so can self-doubt.

“Do not let your self-doubt turn into self-sabotage.”

Allow me to respond with a One Direction quote…

“We still feel like frauds to handle some success. When it comes, we want to go.”

Ahem.

I panic whenever new opportunities arrive. I feel actual fear. I’ve almost missed out on some of the best moments of my life because I wanted to say no and hide under the covers.

What has saved me over and over is that my fear of being rude is bigger than my fear of new opportunities. For some of these coolest moments, I only said yes because I was too mortified to say no and be perceived as ungracious.

An absurd reason to do things, but in my case, lucky.

I don’t want to solely rely on fear to save me from another fear, so this is something I want to work on.

There’s so much more to say about what I learned this week. I am sooo, soooo inspired. More soon.

Thanks for reading,
Malu