“My Lyft driver made me late today. Stupid LA traffic held me up today. This morning sucks.” That’s the habitual victim narrative running through my head right now.
I choose to see through it.
I choose to write a different script.
I choose a better inner monologue.
I choose to deal with my inconveniences from a place of power.
I will navigate my creative challenges by exercising my right to be stronger than that which tempts me to play small.
“Good morning, my little annoyances! I believe you are all here to show me the way to mastery, correct? Well then, let us proceed. I am eager to learn.”