Bad things happen to good (and bad) people all the time. Things they don’t ask for….things they don’t deserve. Sometimes they are horrible, unspeakable and unthinkable things.
If this sounds like you….the way I see it?… you’ve got a few choices on how you deal:
- HELL: Throw yourself a hell of a pity party for one.
- PURGATORY: Do nothing. Make like Hamlet & watch your loved ones float down the river like Ophelia. (almost the equivalent of The Pity Party but ultimately involving others.)
- HEAVEN: Count your blessings, be grateful and celebrate the good things…like being an artist.
Rich, Richer, Richest
If I had a buck for every time I heard an artist whine and complain about something, I’d be a rich woman…AND…I’d still be an artist, but richer.
If I had a buck for every time I heard an artist say something inspirational, create something that moved me or made me think, I’d be a richer woman…AND…I’d still be an artist, but really, really rich.
I am an Artist….with a capital “A”.
I am rich…but it doesn’t have a damned thing to do with money.