Anyone // Artists Are Teachers

Read the Entry Here: http://www.dianaoh.org/blahggghhhhh/artists-are-teachers

My voice isn't warmed up. And it's very off the cuff. I recorded it again with my voice very warmed up. And on the cuff. And it was just...too polished...too perfect -- f*ck it, I'm putting it out there -- there's plenty in it that I appreciate -- The Rawness. Rock and Roll. Soulfulness. I need to allow myself to be seen in my imperfect, femme, queer, artistic display of human emotion that isn't so polished: I personally need the permission to wail. Because it gives permission to someone else to wail. I coached a client today on their Creative Project and it was AWESOME. To be in collaboration in someone's Flow State. That is where it's at. My prayer is that we find each other. And can keep ourselves thriving. And celebrated. And VIBRANT. I wrote this blog entry after finding out about a friend in the industry who is trans, took their life. We couldn't get to them soon enough, they couldn't get to us soon enough.
There is a Spiraling Up that needs to happen right now, that we will do together as we choose Together, together. Choose yourself. Choose your Creating. Choose your Healing. Run your fingers along your forehead and "yay" yourself. 

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