Dear Friends: Do you manifest love or ego?

It’s not what we do. It’s why we do it. But we can spend a lifetime trying to decide WHAT to do.

When I quit my corporate job in 1998 to write full time, I knew it was the right thing to do. At 40, I needed a nudge to follow my passion, and I got it. For the first time in my life, I was happy and free. I knew everybody could feel that way. And I was motivated to help.

And, that’s where my solid ground began to shake. Helping sounds noble enough. But when I collected a file full of rejection letters, instead, that rejection triggered my ego. I didn’t fully realize it at the time. I worked hard. I reveled in writing. But I did it against outrageous odds, with minimal training and experience. I went from wanting to help, to wanting to prove myself. I wasn’t just inexperienced as a writer. I was inexperienced as a lover, somebody who loves from a pure place, with no agenda.

I managed to write a newspaper column in my local paper, and one of the top syndicates picked it up. I got a publisher (albeit I flew to Virginia for a contract). Eventually, I published a second book with incredible endorsement, which still cradles my heart.

I did not achieve commercial success. It doesn’t matter, though. I did learn to love well. I am still at it, but I know where I am on the path. That is enough. And everything good flows from that knowing.

We cannot manifest both love and ego. Let’s manifest love. And let’s keep learning to do it better.

Love smiles,

PS: I still revel in writing. To see my soul on paper, is to remember that it’s real.