Let's face it, you didn't come here for me. You are here for you.
I am here because one day, I chose me. I chose me over and over and over again. And here we are... at a crossroads... where we meet. The conversation is about you. The breakthroughs are yours.
You are the HEARTist. You hold the brush. You chose the colors. I am the water by your side, helping you rinse the blended mess. I am the groovy music in the background, evoking energy and thought. I am the lamp by which you paint, shining light on all that there is to see in your masterpiece we call life.
Let's get to work, HEARTist, you've got a canvas to paint.
Rule 1: Be willing to dig deep and get your hands dirty.