Real Wasabi

I haven’t had real wasabi before. Only the paste that comes in tubes at the grocery stores or the neatly shaped green dabs at sushi restaurants. 

As a matter of fact, few people know what real wasabi tastes like.

But we have a lot of people think they know what wasabi tastes like—the spicy, tingly, nose-burning sensation.

And so we live in a world where we have real wasabi and fake wasabi. 

Does it matter that most of the world (at least in our culture here) don’t know real wasabi if everybody else refers to “wasabi” as the fake one anyway?

Turns out it matters, but only to people who care about their grade of wasabi.

And the same can apply to us: The real you, who’s it for? Who’s going to care?

And the rest of the world, the outsiders—do they matter?

Our Relationship With Creativity

Who’s in charge?

Is it the creative forces that pull you when inspiration strikes? Or is it your willpower that makes it happen even when “Creativity’s presence” isn’t around?

What if creativity is more like a practice, and the only way to get better at it is to go through all the bad renditions, all the tacky, cheesy, unglamorous, trashy ideas?

What if mystifying it’s nature does the opposite from what we want, and pulls us further away from trying?

Our relationship with creativity doesn’t get better when we wait for inspiration to strike. 

There’s a confrontation involved, and it requires us to face it regularly.

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