We Must Do Our Work

The Amateur Has A Long List Of Fears. Near The Top Are Two: Solitude And Silence. The Amateur Fears Solitude And Silence Because She Needs To Avoid, At All Costs, The Voice Inside Her Head That Would Point Her Toward Her Calling And Her Destiny. So She Seeks Distraction. The Amateur Prizes Shallowness And Shuns Depth. The Culture Of Twitter And Facebook Is Paradise For The Amateur.

If You Were Meant To Cure Cancer Or Crack Cold Fusion And You Don't Do It, You Not Only Hurt Yourself, Even Destroy Yourself. You Hurt Your Children, You Hurt Me, You Hurt The Planet. You Shame The Angels Who Watch Over You And You Spite God Almighty, Who Created You And Only You With Your Unique Gifts, For The Sole Purpose Of Nudging The Human Race One Millimeter Further Along Its Path Back To God.

You And I May Only Be Mortals, With All The Foolishness And Fallibility That That State Implies, But We're Mortals Made In The Image Of Heaven. The Gods Can't Do Their Work Without Us. So Let's Be Bold, In Their Cause And In Our Own. It's Our Job, We Humans, To Make Manifest That Which Is Unmanifest-and To Raise Into Consciousness, In This Material Dimension, That Which Had Been Known Before Only In Heaven.

I Guess What I Want To Say To Us Artists And Entrepreneurs Is That Conventional Yardsticks Of Success Don't Apply To All Enterprises. Labors Of Love Count.

When We're Living As Amateurs, We're Running Away From Our Calling - Meaning Our Work, Our Destiny, The Obligation To Become Our Truest And Highest Selves.