Tuesday, July 31, 2018

Even the Moon is Asleep

The last day of July.

Two-thirds of the summer has passed. Two-thirds of this writing project. It's hard to wrap my head around it. 

I was talking with a friend today and we decided that we both need to get very clear around vision. And not simply as something that takes up a page in a journal, but something that fills every waking moment. Every thought. Every image-bearing part of our minds.

You have to be able to see where you are going.




  



The Summer of Self-Love is a daily writing practice created to harness three months for thriving. The goal at the end is to host a dinner party. Sounds like an odd Hero's Journey, doesn't it. Most of them usually are.

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