First, welcome to a break for your brain. 

Sort of a funny topic for an art brand, huh? Or a personal brand, even.

Here’s why getting out of your head is the single most important thing you can do for your wellbeing:

  1.  Life is happening out there, not in your head.
  2. Strokes of genius usually come when you’re not staring down the problem. 
  3. Your body physically responds with cortisol when you turn a circumstance into a problem in your mind. And cortisol is the hormone that slowly throws an unhappy veil over the most wonderful people.
  4. When you’re stuck in your head, you’re reaffirming the neural pathways of our society’s 2 big lies:

1. “Only the things that seem logical to you are possible for you,” and

2. “You’ve only got yourself and your cleverness to rely on.” 

Here are 6 disrupting questions.

Are those two statements true?

Is any internal commentary life-giving enough to deserve your attention?

Is it real?

Would you like to have a new thought? One you’ve never had before?

The kind of thought that would get you closer to that one flavor of happiness that keeps eluding you?

 You haven’t had that thought yet, right? …Or you would be there already. 

New thoughts have no room to put down roots in a crowded mind. And they won’t ever grow without the light of your attention, if your attention keeps growing all the usual thoughts. All the “processing.”

I’m going to make an ostentatious assertion.

Life arranges itself beautifully around us when we take our grubby thinking fingers out of it’s business. 

It’s a very scary thing to do, because it feels like releasing control, trusting, and saying and doing the things that you know more deeply than a set of data or pro-con lists. 

But the alternative is much scarier. 

I lived from age 9-25 in my head. The first ten years were brutal, and I didn’t even know it. I thought it was normal to have panic attacks. I thought it was normal to have an upset stomach all the time, and to not be able to remember having “a fun time.” After some family trouble happened when I was nine, I decided to be responsible and never let anything bad happen ever again. I migrated all my vitality and attention to my mind. 

I was praised for the person I became. Responsible, adult, dutiful, quiet, independent, never weak and never a burden. Numb. 

Eventually that turned into fatigue, isolation, IBS, etc. etc. I didn’t have a total health breakdown, but I felt gross or tired or uncomfortable or terrified or depressed all the time, even when I was distracted by a happy conversation. For so long that seemed normal.

That’s what’s scary – we ooh and aah at big dramatic stories of very sick people who then overcome and write books and win gold medals. Meanwhile, we go along in our sub-human experience, tainted with basic stress and relationship issues, as the “normal” waiting-room for people who haven’t figured out how to be happy yet. 

I invite you to leave sub-human behind.

This past year I experienced something that showed me how sub-human that state really is. I started to completely release my thinking for moments at a time, and all of my surroundings would pop into HD. It startled me at first – I would have total euphoria and relaxation in my body. It was this feeling of being carried along in a beautiful story, like nothing really existed. Fiction and ‘reality’ began to blur, and before long, everything felt like either a savory moment or total play. 

It’s hard to describe, so I started to paint it. Mythology and great stories can give a gateway to that place, so I started to write those too. 


I’m giving you what I’ve found. 

My life now is a series of inexplicable events that are leading me toward the dream I’ve always had without my control. I get the sense that life wants to live through every person that way, and we just dim it’s expression with our assessments and fears and thinking.

I have moved from the matrix of “normal” anxiety to total peace. Euphoria, even. I mean, complete contentment. I feel all kinds of emotions still, but not anxiety. I even feel afraid sometimes, but it’s like weather that passes, it has no power over me anymore. I can create now.

And everything I create for you is a portal to get there.