As surgeons, we are no stranger to the breaks and tears in the human body. In fact, we sacrifice the better part of our 20s learning every possible way to make it whole again. But there are some wounds a surgeon can’t repair. It takes a kind of power we just don’t have. There’s no such thing as magic. Not in the traditional Abracadabra, genie-in-a-bottle kind of way. But there is a magic in knowing that while not everything can be repaired most everything can be survived.
mcdreamy in a princess tiara. :)) sorry can’t get over.
There is a vitality, a life force, and energy, a quickening that is translated through you into action, and because there is only one of you in all of time, this expression is unique. And if you block it, it will never exist through any other medium and it will be lost. The world will not have it. It is not your business to determine how good it is, nor how valuable, nor how it compares with other expressions. It is your business to keep it yours clearly and directly, to keep the channel open. You do not even have to believe in yourself or your work. You have to keep yourself open and aware directly to the urges that motivate you. Keep the channel open. No artist is pleased. There is no satisfaction whatever at any time. There is only a queer, divine dissatisfaction; a blessed unrest that keeps us marching and makes us more alive than the others.