About 10 weeks ago, I started a journey to healing the artist in me. I’ve been writing *creatively* since I was 8. I always had difficulties identifying myself a creative/artist bc I did not feel my comfortable claiming that birthright. This book has helped me in so many ways.

Most of my writing (if not all) is rooted from my trauma. Many of my therapists (bc I have had A LOT) encouraged me to write abt it (i have dozens of material) but it led to no avail. I still felt stuck, lost, depressed... Overall, it was just fucking sad.

Undergrad was even worse. I was creative writing & english major... each class made me feel less and less as a writer. A creative.

Sharing my writing amongst my peers made my anxiety shoot thru the roof! I often compared my artistry against my peers. I lacked confidence. I wanted to be great, but little did I know—I can’t be great, if I don’t even BELIEVE that I’m great.

When my professors and peers would critique my writing, I would receive nothing but praise and minor suggestions, but all of went out the window because of what I thought abt myself. It wasn’t long until I realized that I felt shame in writing about what I know best... me.

I felt shameful writing about my experiences bc my family kept it in the dark and once it was brought up, it was spun around on me; as if I “asked” for it. Digging a little bit deeper—when I was 14, my mum found my private journal where I recorded everything...

Because of that, I blocked so many creative urges and ideas that I wanted to bring into fruition. Sometimes I would feel a nudge and I would force myself to write.. which eventually led to writing a book (really, two). Despite having two books published, I still felt... empty?

In April, I reconnected w/ an old friend from high school. She congratulated me on my publishing and following my dreams as being an artist. Admittedly, I told her that I wasn’t an artist and she instantly shutted me up and told me to check out The Artist’s Way.

At this point of time, I was already on spiritual journey, but little did I know, the artist’s way would transform me in a way I NEVER imagined or fathomed.

Creativity isn’t creativity. It’s apart of spiritual energy. It’s a spiritual practice. Creativity—itself—is a gift from God/Universe/the Great Creator (whoever you connect with).

These are some of the basic principles

I’m going to finish this thread. I promise.

This is my last tweet because I need to get started on my client’s work but...

A message to all of my artists!