September 1, 2009
How many of us give ourselves permission to become the one we suspect we are capable of being?
In 1954, Alan Ginsberg was living a comfortable middle class life in San Francisco. He had a high paying job in market research and an upscale apartment. But he was not happy. His therapist asked him what he wanted to do, and he said he wanted to quit — quit the job, the tie, the suit, the apartment on Nob Hill and “get a room with Peter, and devote myself to writing and contemplation, to Blake and smoking pot, and doing whatever I wanted.” He did. Then he wrote his masterpiece, “Howl.”
Remember, expansion is your natural state.