This week we have a special guest post from Frederick Pence, a man I’m lucky enough to call a friend. In this post Fred eloquently writes about coming to the crossroads of the known security and the unknown mystery in the island nation of Cuba. Be sure to check out his site on Medium at medium.com/@fpence
DISCLAIMER – The following post is merely a summary of one part of my journey. I talk about leaving Alcoholics Anonymous. To anyone struggling with addiction or recovery, I am NOT recommending that you take my same actions unless you are absolutely sure it is where your heart is leading you. Working the 12-steps with a sponsor, sponsoring other people, and the fellowship of AA and NA not only gave me the tools to achieve lasting recovery but have shown me how to drastically improve my life in general. I will forever be grateful for my experience in AA. (more…)
It’s been said that there’s a thin line between genius and insanity. I think there is also a thin line between true awareness and psychotic delusion. I’ve also heard that the mystic swims in what the psychotic drowns in. I’m not sure which one Craig is. Probably a little of both. (more…)
Inspiration struck me at a few months sober. I was going to write a book. It seemed that I now had a calling. The jagged journey, and not one as neat as I had planned. A journey, still in its infancy, that has taught me already.
“I am going to work for this.” became the creed.
I put the work in. I can become isolationist and rigid with my writing routing. THE Routine. It can drink all the joy out of a day. I confess to this shortcoming in my Destructive Force that Brings Artists Down post. It has brought unnecessary hardship to my relationships at times.
I believe there is time for sacrifice, even to outright neglect other areas of my life at times. The journey needs to be jagged. This is just what I believe.
But to solely march militaristic would deny one crucial, vital element of what a calling is… (more…)
It cuts down more aspiring artists than anything else. It is what Steven Pressfield in his book The War of Art calls “Resistance.” “Excuses” and “self-doubt” don’t seem to adequately describe it’s evolving power. How does an artist overcome this destructive debilitation? (more…)