That creative gamble is how anything real begins, not with certainty or permission, but with the courage to step forward without any form of guarantees,
That creative gamble reminds me that creation is never safe, because safety requires predictability and growth requires risk,
And that creative gamble makes me wonder, if everything meaningful begins as a leap, why do I keep waiting for the ground to explain itself before I move,
But that creative gamble tells me, I am allowed to begin without understanding everything first, before I create…
A lost orientation happens that quietly, when I move through days without knowing where I am in my own life or why I’m doing what I’m doing,
A lost orientation turns effort into exhaustion, because motion without direction drains you more than stillness ever could,
And a lost orientation makes me wonder, how can I expect peace if I don’t even know what dream I’m aiming towards,
But a lost orientation tells me, clarity begins in the moment I admitted I’m unsure instead of pretending I’m totally fine…
An unexamined self lives in all kinds of routines I never even dare to question, beliefs I inherited through experience, goals I absorbed without asking if they were ever mine,
An unexamined self keeps me busy enough not to notice how little I’ve actually defined about who I am and what I stand for,
And an unexamined self makes me ask, when was the last time I sat with own self long enough to ask who I am without reaching for a role or or a label,
But an unexamined self teaches me, self-knowledge that requires time, that honesty, and that willingness to feel uncomfortable…
A borrowed definition shape my answers when I let society, family, work, or trends decide my own identity for myself,
A borrowed definition feel convenient, because they save me from the work of choosing, but they leave me hollow and non-reactive,
And that borrowed definition makes me ask, whose language am I using to describe my own life, and does it actually fit my own creative experience,
But that borrowed definition is telling me my life doesn’t need another label—it needs my own hands, my own voice, my own making…
Watchwords:
• Courage precedes clarity
• Direction matters more than speed
• I stop avoiding self-inquiry
• I choose to define myself
• Uncertainty is not failure
Here is Tikatarot, who dares you to answer the question, “Who am I?”..
As and will always be reminding you to dream:
