The Pattern

Once I stepped through that mental gate. The gate of “Someday”. The gate of “Someday I will be good enough” and “All I could ever want is coming Someday” I had to destroy the lock on that gate and the lock was Someday.

I am NOW who I am

And I am willing to be seen. I had become ready to emerge from my cocoon and begin to be seen. I started slowly at first. Simply “working with the garage open” as it were. But that openness began to attract some attention. People became curious at my various projects- my living Grimoire and my interactive fiction and games.

I maximized and continued to maximize. I continued to find more hours in the day to work on all the projects I had cooking and I began to get recognized at work. It was like a slow steady expansion in all directions. But as I expanded I began to feel a rising energy building. Like the slow build of pressure in a steam engine. The work was barely beginning.

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