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What We Say To Ourselves

I’m watching Andy Murray vs. Novak Djokovic in a live US Open match right now.

Every bit of positive and negative momentum is connected to what the player is telling himself.

I hope you’re still up to watch and think about what you say to yourself about yourself in the matches you find yourself in everyday.

You can ignore the world’s noise, but you can’t mute your own personal dialogue with yourself.

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¡Vámonos!

I hit the road this week to begin the first national tour of sharing the message of Let The Music Play.

We’re going to call out our instruments, define our music, and align ourselves with lives, relationships, and businesses of meaning, purpose, and fulfillment.

I hope we get to shake hands, swap ideas, and shed some light on the scene for one another.

Chicago, you’re first.

And then…

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Can’t Quite Put Our Thumbs On It

There are no jobs left.

The only thing that is left standing, or currently asking to be given legs, is the work of art that connects, leads, and changes us.

If one can’t quite put their thumb on that thing you are supposed to do in your field, industry, or line of work – that is good news. In that sense you’re not jobless. And therein lies the role of today’s working artist: take a client, customer, or the recipient of one’s art on a journey and move their thumbs on ‘it’…on enlightenment…on the answer…and even sometimes on the question(s) they didn’t know they should be asking.

It’s time for the proverbial car salesman to forget they don’t sell cars. This goes for all of us.

Or as Paul Valéry once said, “To see is to forget the name of the thing one sees.”

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Farmer Joe’s Like Button

The Law of the Harvest and the Law of Reciprocation…Two principles that forever change us if we allow them to have their way in our lives, relationships, and businesses.

Simply put, gardens give back where they’re given to.

While it’s never been easier to post something for anyone to see, make a statement or ruckus, or build the illusion that you’re gardening or farming, creating change in someone, connecting the unconnected dots, and making art that helps us all make sense of it all is where we – you – I – the farmers earn our pay and calloused hands.

The best thing a farmer has never had to be concerned with is the passerby watching his rows and rows of sown seeds and wondering about if that will be getting him any ‘likes’. Farmers don’t farm because it’s cute. They farm to produce. Come rain or come shine.

In the end, providing produce just may be better than providing a documentary of your lines and ways of production.

And in the beginning after the end, a nourished recipient can’t help but find a way to click the farmer’s like button.

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Gathering Color(s)

All sorts of colors show up when our heads are up, our eyes are wide open, and our ears are bent appropriately.

How bright are the colors that shine when we’re present with our moments and paused in wonderment of the galaxies that hold what’s next?

Vast varieties of colors with no names – just universal vibes – arrive when a soul offers availability to learn, a heart is checked by such a learned soul, and an open mind is sustained by such an in check heart.

A work of art starts with the work of gathering something to paint with…immediately followed by having something to paint for.

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