I was a complete joke, and maybe still am

I was a complete joke from 2003 – 2008, and maybe still am. Laugh if you want, but this applies to all of us. When we look back on our lives in five and ten year increments, we seemed like such a punk “back then”.

What we convinced ourselves was impossible then, is so minuscule now, it’s embarrassing how small we thought “back then”.

Our big, hairy, audacious goals right?

Why do we dream them up if we aren’t gonna go for it?

Sometimes we sit on these for decades.

Four years ago I forced myself to write five daily, differently-themed blogs for 100 straight days (500 posts upon completion).

Now, what was once impossible to accomplish, is now my “surplus-posts buffer”.

So yeah, there are 100 days (500 posts) already written. Done. Waiting. Extra.

Pretty ridiculous, eh?

We thrive, or regret, in proportion to this common, but quiet, opportunity… (freely shared here)

 

Here’s what happens when we remain ridiculous long enough

Here’s what happens when we remain ridiculous long enough.

We are no longer considered a fad.

People actually start to believe that we are serious.

Our passion for our art becomes transparent enough to attract an audience who appreciates it.

Our art illuminates a social hunger for the vibrancy we have towards our art.

We never thought of ourselves as an artist, but we do now.

Million dollar question, “What if you did?

 

Ever question your motives, feel alone, and press on anyway?

Ever question your motives, feel alone, and press on anyway?

No, seriously, do we?

Where do we find the courage to press on? Is it a rock solid formula? Or is it like herding cats?

Everyone (unless we were lying) thought (and maybe still thinks) writing five daily, different blogs is crazy.

Yeah, I get it. It’s ridiculous.

Yet ever since that day – four years and a day ago – it felt enlightening, by something hard to explain.

Ridiculous is remarkable.

And remarkable is when people make remarks about what someone does, how they do it, or both.

Um, if you want to read today’s final post about our opportunity to be be CEO of “You, Inc“, click here.

Create our art for one purpose and one purpose only

To find a way to get people to think so differently about common sense that they feel like their life moving forward will never again be the same.

Do we know why we do what we do?

Are we crystal clear?

Mostly, we weren’t really keyed in. But something happened in the past (say, 1999) that made work different.

Meaningful.

Artistic.

And so on this special milestone day, April Fool’s, a thought. A deep, profound thought.

Whatever we do for a living, there is much to be done before ever showing up to do our work.

And ultimately, in reality, there is very little time to do what needs to be done while our customers are there with us.

But at the end of the day, everything we do to create our art is for one purpose, and one purpose only…

After all our searching, we arrive where we started (1st sentence) and recognize it for the first time.

Um, if you want to read today’s final post about our opportunity to be be CEO of “You, Inc“, click here.