How To Not Die While Going After Your Biggest Dream: 5 Easy Tips!

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1. You Aren’t Done Until You’re Dead.
For the last 2 months, I’ve been in my own personal Lord of The Rings journey.
Hear me out:

  • If Frodo and Sam left the Shire and walked to Mordor getting tans and drinking margaritas, nobody would give a fuck about their story. And while I’m sure they would have had a great time, their victory wouldn’t be as big either.
  • But instead, Frodo and Sam have to deal with dragons flying at them, giant spiders attacking them, monsters running at them with battle axes and a naked bald hunched over slimy guy trying to steal their shit.

They keep pushing through ALL of this.
Even though they think they might die at any moment.
Even when it seems too big and too crazy to continue.
But all those obstacles and all those true tests make the victory even sweeter.

When you think you can’t go anymore,
when you think you are going to lay down in the middle of the road and wait for it to be over,
drag yourself up and keep going.
You can handle it.
As long as there is still breath in your body and the bastards haven’t killed you yet,
you are winning.

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2.  Find Your Allies.
One thing I discovered out on the road is that the majority of people out there in the world have had some kind of wild dream.
When you come across these people and you’re in the middle of trying to figure out your wild dream…it sparks something in them, and they will be kickass allies in helping your journey.
We found Allies in every town we found ourselves in.
We did that really scary thing every single day:
We asked.
We talked to complete strangers and told them what we needed and what we were looking for.
We got rides, awesome locations, free coffee and donuts, hugs, homemade dinners, and a borrowed sedan from a Mayor’s office (you can’t make this up).
There’s too many things to even list all the sweet things that people did.
And we were grateful for every single one.
Without our Allies – people that were previously strangers the day before, who became our friends and rescuers…we would have been screwed.
Shout out to Team Revolver and Team Revolver Graphic Design (Michelle and Shawna).
To all of you who are reading this, and you know who you are, we are allies for life, and any wild dream you need… I’ve got a car, a spare bed and a warm meal for you any day of the week.

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3. Fuel Up By Being Inspired By Others Doing Their Dream.
Remember this: You are not on this path alone.
There are other crazy motherfuckers out there that are also going for their biggest dreams.
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again:
Every person you look up to – every hero you have had…
has travelled this road you are on right now.

There would be moments waking up in dingy motels or moments I’d feel lost and I couldn’t push forward anymore where I would grab my phone, throw in my earbuds, and listen to friends like Kim Boekbinder, Jaye Bartell, Emilie Autumn and Kai Altair, to just escape for a moment and know that all of them are out there right now on the path to their dreams. I would read inspiring blogs and thought provoking articles by my friends like Gala Darling and Molly Crabapple to name a few.
You are not alone. Keep repeating it.
Hurl your body into the wild unknown of your dream knowing that others are right there with you.

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4.  Still Look For The Stars Even When You Are Lying In The Gutter.
Rock that attitude of gratitude.
One of my favorite quotes of all time is from Oscar Wilde:
“We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.”
Even in the scariest and worst moments
look up to one thing that you can hold on to…
just one positive thing.
And I promise more will come.
You can always just roll around with me in the gutter with me for a little while – I’m always there.

5. When You Have Been Beaten Down and Turned Over Sideways By Your Dream, Refer to Rule #1.

Never give up, motherfuckers.
We’ve got this.
Sending you all my love with 2 broken toes and battle scars from my dreams.
If you think someone in your world could use this today, please share.

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Things I Think About Thursday: The Risk Takers

She was channeling spirits while her hands moved through the air
grasping at nothing
but eliciting wild sounds from the theremin.

Meredith Yayanos of The Parlour Trick

Meredith Yayanos of The Parlour Trick

He tapped and glided the bow down his violin
making it cry lullabies
for all of us.

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Todd Reynolds and his haunting violin.

The room of 40 people stood hypnotized and silent. It was one of those rare moments, when something captured me so intensely, held me in its palm for a moment, that nothing else mattered or seemed to exist.

I was not thinking about having to wake up early, or the things I have to do in the 8 days before we launch our Kickstarter or where I was going to find a legal parking spot or if I had lipstick on my teeth – the random things that race in my mind regularly. Those things were shushed….hushed for this moment in time when I was sitting in a red gown, surrounded by people that I have dreamed of being friends with since I was little and watching…captivated by the music.

At one point, musicians Sxip Shirey and Jason Webley joined in…ringing bells, making sounds of rolling thunder, and twisting plastic tubes to produce eerie haunted sounds.

My skin was covered in goosebumps.

And then it was done.

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The Parlor Trick “Spirit Photography” -Photo by Audrey Penven.

Then Kai, turned to me and said:
“That song will never happen again. It was just that one moment, born that one time, alive and captivating, and then gone, never to be created again. And we were here for it.”

I hadn’t thought about that.
Todd Reynolds and Meredith Yayanos had never played together before. It was just a spur of the moment happening. Spontaneously created and then done.

I sat there for a moment. Thinking about that that song, now just a moment in time, gone forever, that gave me chills and pushed away all other thoughts.

I thought of the players of the song.
I thought of the people around me – friends who are artists and writers and musicians and filmmakers and storytellers.
All of them have fought to be who they are, to bring their art to the world.
And the melody is their victory.
I stood silently for a moment. Inspired.

I was among the magic makers and the risk takers.

For the ghost of the song that lasted for four minutes washed over me and whispered something to me that I will carry

like a talisman.

Take wild risks.
Fight the good fight.
It is all worth it.
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Now you whisper to me… what is something creative close to your heart – your gift to the world, that you would fight for? OR Tell me something that inspired you where you could think of nothing else for the moments you were experiencing it. Curious to hear your answers…..