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Your environment is always shaping your mind. Rick Rubin calls this the overstory. The unseen force of place. The coffee shop that helps you focus. The room that sparks a breakthrough. The forest path that shifts your mood. Every place carries history, energy, and intention. They join your thinking whether you want them to or not. Rubin also keeps an empty chair in his studio. It is not for a person. It is for the presence that has not arrived yet. A reminder to stay receptive. To make space for what is unspoken, for what is waiting to emerge. Together these two practices point in one direction: Practical ways to apply this:
Your work is never alone. Place is in the room. Absence is in the room. The question is whether you let them participate with you. |
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