I find myself eager for settling in with a cup of tea or glass of wine with those whom I admire and hearing their story whispers. I crave these stories and voices.
The magic inside of the words, the treat of the truth and that moment of ‘yes, me too’ are why we must keep sharing our stories. I am making an effort to hear stories in person and through connection as well as tell my stories in whatever ways the words wish to flow out.
Go listen to the story whispers all around you and make sure to tell some of your own.
Today I welcome Dave Ursillo and his gorgeous ability to weave words that make you feel, move, create and desire. Dave sent me a tweet a little over a year ago saying he too lived in RI and I was pumped to find a kindred writer in my state. Then he told me he was moving to NY. Dude! But when Dave is in RI we get the chance to co-work together in my secret coffee shop location and end up talking about writing, freedom and marketing for hours. While we work of course!
Words deliver magic. Dave and I meet at that place where every word is part of the passion for living. And inside of that passion for living there are no rules; you use your breath, your heart, your hands.
Dave recently launched The Literati Writer’s Group a place of juicy goodness for writers at any stage. I have had some inside glances into what he has created and I am overjoyed to share it with you. I believe in it so deeply that I want to offer a 3 month gift to one of my readers. Just leave a comment at the bottom and share with me a favorite quote from a book or poem. I’ll draw a random winner next Thursday!
Please welcome Dave…
Take us through your gorgeous life in terms of your senses: touch, taste, smell, sight, sound and any others that you possess.
It’s the taste of like rich, slow-brewed coffee cascading off of the first glimmers of morning. The first breaths after of a day, metabolizing possibility into reality. It’s the smell of a deep salt breeze whisking through your lungs from over the bay; it sounds like car horns and city bustle of the East Village; it’s the feel of four-hundred eyes fixated upon you on stage; it’s the passing looks of the faces of one million strangers bobbing like a river as you walk down the street.
The moment you knew you had found your thing, the one that would propel you forward because you can’t not do it.
How do you want to feel when you are inside of your creative life?
Free. Unencumbered and light, but grounded and rock-solid. Unshakable Unapologetic. Like no one owns, restricts, forbids or denies any part of me and what I believe and what I choose to say, do, dare or dream. From that freedom, from that space, comes great responsibility. I want the responsibility of that freedom. I want others to have it, too. We have to trust one another to be self-determinant.
Magical moments: what are they to you and how do you open to receiving them?
My magical moments usually dawn just beyond a long pause of deep anxiety: tenseness, reluctance, outright fear. It’s my passion, it’s my brazen, it’s my tenacity that carries me through the fear and unknown to reach the other side. The fear is how I know it’s worth it. And on the other side of the uncertainty, there is joy. Total, shoulder-melting gratitude. It’s how it feels when the message writes itself. When I spend hours on end with a friend, new or old or a total stranger, experiencing life and stories and conversation — true moments, true presence. It’s when I stand to teach new faces, or riff on an idea that matters to the listener. It’s any advice I can muster, it’s saying I care, it’s showing up and proving it, and proving it, and proving it, and proving it.
Ritual that you start your day with.
I’m not a very ritual person, outside of my morning coffee. And yet I try to ease into every day from the early morning to find the day’s flow. To find the flow of the day usually requires a bit of exploring, bending and tweaking: it depends on factors both outside and inside of myself, like the weather, the energy of the place or people around me, how I’m feeling myself, what priorities are about me and what my wants are in that moment. It’s like tuning a guitar. Find the flow. Find the tune. Play.
Favorite part of you, physical or otherwise, tell us why you love it?
My heart. Unflinchingly strong. A powerhouse for good. It is a best friend, confidant and teacher — one that has never asked for anything in return. My heart is the strongest thing about me. And I love that, by its nature, the heart is physically untouchable — but can be felt by all.
A mantra or affirmation that guides you:
Lead Without Followers. Live from Within.
Your guiding word/s for the year:
Wanna win 3 months in The Literati Writer’s Group? I know right??