This one is for my new writer friend, Karl, who said this was my brave thing for the day.
In the very first workshop, I read my new creative contract with myself.
I realize I haven’t always been faithful. The way I have been doing things up until now has not served me.
I finally, truly understand that.
Here are the new terms of our contract: I will take care of myself, first and foremost. It will be my highest priority to meet all my physical, emotional, and spiritual needs. I will no longer treat my body as a bag of meat attached to my brain.
You: keep showing up.