We evolved out of a creative universe, a universe that is itself constantly evolving, self-creating. When we do creative work, we descend into a spiritual realm where the beauty and radiance within links up with the beauty and radiance of the natural world, of the universe. We enter a realm of deep silence and peace. We may not be able to understand the source of that peace, but we can feel it.

And perhaps the most magical aspect of living a creative life is that once one devotes oneself to his or her true self, to creating work out of one’s mysterious inner world, and throws their being into manifesting its beauty, our inner power gains momentum. Self-surrender opens doors to inner power that can be accessed no other way. Our devotion leads to the appearance of an ally, an unseen friend, who accompanies us and supports our creative journey. 

Creative work involves a risk of failure. We are creating something new, something unproven. We pursue a vision that may not yet be fully formed in our imagination. A creative life is full of paradoxes, none more profound than the fact that the more attempts we make, and the more failures we accomplish, the greater the power and value of our ultimate work to others. 

Everything sacred requires sacrifice. The price of entering the creative realm is to accept failure as a major part of the journey, and persist. Persist, fail, persist, fail. Keep creating. Have faith in the value of your unique beauty. Above all persist. And keep creating. 

The help that shows up will surprise you. It is a constant surprise in my life. But not consistent. If you want consistency, it's probably best to get a job at the post office.