Dear Idea,
I’m coming for you
The wait is over
This is a call-to-arms
Today you cease to be a story in my head
A mental concept
Today is the day you will be birthed into the world
No more hoping for a natural delivery, I’ve scheduled a c-section
A creativity-section, so to speak
Today I start
By starting I become stronger for trying
By trying I immediately separate myself from the masses
Who remain stuck in intention
Who unconsciously find comfort in the status quo
It is easier to dream than to start
Starting is only a beginning
A journey
But starting leads to learning
From learning to insight
To better ways
Starting is better than complaining
Or worrying
Starting is cathartic
For engagement fuels inspiration
No more excuses and why-nots
Enough baby steps
And fear of imperfection
Of not being good enough
My good enough is better than most
I will silence my ego which describes you as both brilliant and far-fetched
I will become present
I will bask in the glory of creation
I will honor you by gifting my full attention
For you deserve mindfulness
I’m tired of seeing others recognized for ideas I had years ago
I’m tired of seeing others creep toward the fringes of my dreams
Back off
No more will I let my cans turn into should-haves
Of course, I can!
I can do anything once I believe
For we live in an age where nearly anything is possible
A dream only requires a computer connected to the world
So you see, Idea
There’s no security staying trapped in my head
Only to become a faded memory
Stagnation’s step
On the stairway of death
No longer will I dread other’s judgment and criticism
Fear shall transmogrify into treasure
So bring it
If this sounds like war
It is
I’m climbing to the top of the mountain
To stake the flag of achievement upon its peak
I may get lost on the way up
I may back-track to find a better path forward
But I’m not coming down
I’d rather die trying than retreat
I commit to you a spirit of desperation
Of having no other option than to succeed
I dare to fail
Intoxicated by ambition
A cacophony of thoughts
A caustic nougat of emotions
All created by you, Idea
Oh, the glory of clarity!
Starting is the only way
I can
Finish