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Creative Work Can Be A Form of Therapy

April 29, 2025

What goes into creative work is incredibly empowering. Artists are not the only creators. Everyone, really, is a creator. Some creations just stand out more than others, or are seen from unique perspectives. This is part of why one person’s art is another person’s trash. One person’s idea of incredible beauty is another person’s notion of ugliness. It is here that the phrase “the eye of the beholder” comes into being. The reason why opinions

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A woman on a stone beside the ocean looking like she’s about to take flight. What do you do when you don’t believe in yourself?

What Do You Do When You Don’t Believe in Yourself?

April 22, 2025

Ah, the tangled webs the brain weasels weave… My wife and I were having a conversation the other day, talking about another conversation that I’d had with a third party. The conversation ended thus: Me to her, “Thank you for being the only one who believes in me. I’m glad somebody does.” Her to me, “Since you don’t believe in yourself?” Me to her, “Hence why I said what I said.” This has been an

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A sign that reads “We can. Just imagine.” We Got Where We Are Today Due to a Lack of Imagination

We Got Where We Are Today Due to a Lack of Imagination

April 15, 2025

This is apparent when you take a closer look at it. Most of the insanity of the world today is happening, I believe, due to a lack of imagination. When your so-called leaders are hyper-focused on fleeting power, money, and trying to return to values that never were, this is apparent. Why? Because they’re not able to imagine what doesn’t already exist. Think about it. Look at the move to return America to the bizarre,

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A cute robot beside a laptop. Even with Generative AI, this blog won’t write itself.

This Blog Won’t Write Itself, Even with AI

April 8, 2025

And that would defeat the purpose if it did. One of the biggest concerns about Generative AI is not about the tool itself. The concern is the abuse of the tool. How many would-be writers will employ Generative AI to do the work for them? Then, how many of them will try to sell that work as their own and use it to make money? What happens when the blog/story/novel can write itself? Because of

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A person typing on a laptop. Why do I write the blogs that I write?

Why Do I Write The Blogs That I Write?

April 1, 2025

There’s never just one reason. Please step into the Wayback machine with me. It’s the end of 2011, and I am a writer who rarely writes. Yes, I have a couple of finished books, but I’ve published nothing. From time to time, I write. But then, it’s random, scattered, and has no pattern or regularity to it. As New Year’s Eve 2011/2012 approached, I created my first New Year’s Action. Not a flimsy, intangible resolution,

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An artist making art. Your art won’t create itself.

Your Art Won’t Create Itself

March 25, 2025

Only via action can the idea become a reality. A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away, a movie cracked open my imagination like an egg. With that, the huge window in my living room became the viewport out the helm of my starship, my favorite swing on the swingset a starfighter, and I ran around with toy laser pistols pew-pewing at make-believe aliens, monsters, and the like. Not long after my imagination

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I post here twice weekly about my work with Positivity, Mindfulness, and Conscious Reality Creation. I’ve been blogging every week, without fail, since the beginning of 2012.

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