The Boogieman, Wrong Turns And Denying Your Big Comfy Ways To Be Right All The Damn Time
Had a fucked-up morning.
I had two hours of REM sleep according to my Fitbit sleep monitor. And my dream was very vivid. I woke up and scribbled all the bits so I wouldn’t forget.
I had scenes of my past coal mining job, finding weird groups of people in my jeep, and following Mark Cuban into a building.
What the hell?
Then I go into my isolation corner with coffee and my journal. I needed to get more clarity and detect the boogieman of my mind. I don’t like dreams that make me shake. It sets the tone of my fears and actions.
Anyhoo…
After thirty minutes of journaling, I start getting signals about wrong turns. About how copywriting isn’t my life mission. You know… things I didn’t want to listen to. It’s comfortable to be in denial when life gets hard.
Funny thing…
I discovered I’ve been circling a mountain for years. Avoiding stuff because I want to be right all the time. My plans always get curveballs. Big gross, curvy, hairy, uhh.. balls.
When I get signals from above, it’s not always pleasing.
It’s true. I find the most success when I deny myself. Instead of seeking pleasures, I need to be seeking discipline. Helping others with my story and showing them a way to build an unshakeable mindset to TAKE ON THE BATTLE… not avoid the battle.
In life, no one gets out alive.
My mission is to help others discover their signals too!
Onward!
Btw, good tweet from this morning. Had to share.
