June 12, 1993, presented me with a question.
Go anchor or go springboard?
Let the day pull me deeper than the Mariana Trench or propel me beyond Hubble’s view?
I flip flopped for years.
Today I’m still in Hubble’s view, and it’s been years since I hung with the bottom feeders, but I look around me and see the same struggles.
I’ve written in the past that one key piece of advice that I’ve had for young artists is that they enroll in business classes, so that they can protect themselves from the wolves.
There’s something else: Be prepared to fight. There are people who will try to hurt you—and they don’t all reside in Hollywood.
Be prepared to fight today. Be prepared to fight tomorrow. Be prepared to fight every day that follows.
And if you cross paths with a rabid wolf, don’t let it steal your soul.
Hold on tight and fight.
Fight for your ideas.
Fight for your work.
Fight for your mind.
Fight for your body.
Fight for everything you hold dear.
At the time it might feel like they have the power, but remember your own power and use it.
Your mind. Your body. Your soul.
You have the power.