Speaker 1: Creativity is an addiction. It takes over your life, whether
you're craving it from somebody else or you're trying to
get it out of you because it feels so heavy
and it's just irritating the hell out of you. How
do we get it out? Unplugged because we will always
say yes to creativity, totally uncut, because we all make mistakes,
turn it into a tool. This is arrow unplugged. I've
always wondered if regular, real people on the other side
of this microphone care about what takes place before we
open the microphone. I make a lot of noises I do.
It's just one of those things. Is it's like a child,
a child that's playing with toys and he's got to
hurry up and put them away because morning we'll get here,
and mom and dad don't want him to have those
toys just yet. Every bit present, which means what to
a traveler meeting others in a past that they keep rewriting.
To be present doesn't mean wearing a sign that reads
I'm here. It's me I'm here. It's knowing where here
is and why here shares a certain importance in the
presence of what is right now. Too many people abuse
the words or term I'm here, I'm here. How you
doing today? I'm here? Well? Where is here? Why does
it feel like a negative more than a positive? It
should be a giving sense of direction. They've turned here
into a wrecking ball that keeps hitting the soul in
ways that damage other people's ambitions. If here isn't your
happy place, where would you rather be? And does it
carry the same outreach? Being here is in the moment.
Nobody says that you have to love it or take
it on like a challenger. Be every bit present, find
yourself in an area not yet written. And no, you
can't return it to Amazon. I'm here, so pet peeve,
why can't you just say I'm here? Oh, I'm here.
I am in the presence of now and we own it. Hey, haro.
This is the daily mess, a chronological walk through in
everyday world. I am a daily writer. See the pride
I put into that. I am a daily writer. I
want you to do something like that in your life.
I am pa Boom because it gives you direction, It
puts you in this place of right now. This is
the daily mess. Doing all we can to dismiss ourselves
from the daily headlines. It's at the point of being
okay without knowing, and then shouting out, don't tell me God.
I would love to live in a small town where
the residents they have no internet connection, and the local
newspaper is delivered maybe once a week if you're lucky.
The price of fuel being so high, the paper boy
can't get his dan car up the mountain side. You
may have to wait two weeks for that newspaper. How
would we live inside such a society knowing less? Would
we be lost? Or would we find comfort? Our innocence
ends the moment that we open our eyes. There it
is that big old world. We got to escape it,
just for a few minutes or maybe even hours. But
oh we're back. How do we get back to La
La Land? I mean, Dorothy never saw Oz again, yet
we keep watching The Wizard of Oz over and over again.
What are we looking for? Why is Dorothy not interested?
She's dismissing herself from the daily headlines, and I think
she's winning. Her and that dog named Toto doing all
we can to dismiss ourselves from the daily headlines. I try,
I really do try, But when I wake up each morning,
I'm no different than my father was with his morning paper,
the Billing's Gazette. He would open it up and you
would hear him grumble. Same thing with me. I get
on my smartphone and I go to CNN dot com,
then Fox dot com, and then NBC dot com. I
go to every dot com there is available, changing, evolving,
growing in a direction that I really can't do anything about,
but I just want to know about it. Doing all
we can to dismiss ourselves from the daily headlines. I
think one of the most peaceful times I've ever enjoyed
was when I was studying the words of Julia Cameron,
who gave us The Artist Way, The Vein of Gold,
and so many other beautiful books. And in those chapters,
she challenged us to have reading deprivation, to step free
of the headlines. Could we do it for seven days?
And I did. It took me about four days to
get through the storms because I wanted to know. But
we're always in search of the easter egg. We want
to know what's being dropped in society so that we
can expect something to happen a little bit later on,
the question is do you need those Easter eggs? Do
you need those headlines. Did you need to know what
was going on on the north side of town? You're
long ways away from that, but yet you feel like
it's poisoning your soul for the day, dismissing ourselves from
the daily headlines. What happens if our heart and our
head create their own headlines and we have to live
off from what it is delivering to the rest of
our system of choice? Are we bringing all of those
headlines to a place that doesn't need it? And how
do we stop ourselves from guilt tripping, shaming, feeling sorry
for and basically feeling like we've been left out? We
are the media ourselves. We create our own stories. We
just don't have anything to back it up except for
those feelings that we want to change, but we don't
because there's something about what we're doing that needs that
fuel to keep pushing forward. I daily write it's not
for everybody because it's a chore meditation the same thing.
It's not for everybody because it takes a lot of work.
It takes years to fine tune the escape. So I
ask you where do you go to breathe? Is it
the front seat of the car with the music really loud?
Do it again four or five times a day. Is
it going into the bathroom at work and just putting
your hands over your face and going, why Lord, why
do it? Let it out? Get rid of the headlines,
the noisemakers. It's a lot of work, but you can
do it. I'm arrow, and that's the daily mess.