The price you pay for not sharing your gift with the world? Whatever pain you’re in now, multiply it by the number of lifetimes you will return, tortured by the regret of wasted talent.
What do I mean by this? You want to act, paint, sing, dance, whatever. But you don’t. You listen to the voice of reason. It tells you to keep your corporate job, to stay in the marriage, the bad relationship, the abusive family of origin dynamic. And you do.










