I used to act like words came from a bucket. And each time someone wrote something that perhaps I’d like to write — a book, or an article on a topic of interest for instance — it was as though their hand was sinking into that bucket to pull out the words they used. And with each handful, the bucket had less inside it.⁣

So for the longest time I felt anxious at the success of others — perhaps even bitter. Life, and, let’s be real, a lack of discipline, had kept me from writing myself. And so I’d sit, with empty pages before me, anxiously watching others create and wondering if I should even bother. Had all the words been taken?⁣

But now I know those thoughts are fallacies. ⁣

𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝘂𝗰𝗸𝗲𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗻𝗼 𝗯𝗼𝘁𝘁𝗼𝗺. ⁣

And with this realization a subtle shift took place. My anxious mind stopped thinking “if they write, there’s less for me!” Instead I feel a lightness, a joy at seeing the creativity of others. And wouldn’t you know, following the change in how I felt about my fellow writers, my own words flowed freely again.⁣

✨ I switched from a scarcity mindset to an abundance mindset. ✨⁣

I kicked the bucket over, and now the words spill out. And they’ll continue to spill for you, for me, and for anyone else who wants to scoop them up, because the bucket has no bottom. ⁣

And creativity has no end.

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