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Episode Info: Loves, Many moons ago, I used to make videos. Videos in my car. Videos outside. Videos under a tree. Heck, videos up a tree. They were spontaneous. They were lo-fi. They were rambly + unpolished + vulnerable. They felt like meeting you for cups of tea + sacred picnics. They felt like there was nothing in between us. And then somewhere along the way, I got told enough times by well-meaning business mentors + teachers: You need to be more polished. Your webcam videos are so not professional. You need to use better video equipment, and have shorter videos, and be more concise. And so I bought a video camera + lights + a fancy video recorder. I even created a video “set.” And then I proceeded to make… fuckall videos. It just wasn’t fun anymore. It wasn’t spontaneous. It felt hot + prickly + sweaty. It just wasn’t ME. Instead of just turning up to a picnic + talking to you, there you were far behind the blaring video lights + I couldn’t hear you. All I could hear was the stern voice in my head saying: You just as you are is not enough. Stop rambling. Stop saying umm. Get to the point, Leonie. I forgot my voice. I forgot what I wanted to say. I became so focussed on finding Something Important to say. Creating became un-fun. When before it was the greatest joy of my life. It’s been a reclamation ever since then. To finding my own path, my own voice, my own way of creating. Rules be damned. I don’t often follow “the rules” of how things should be done. But I did in this particular area of my business. And official review in: IT SUCKED THE BIG DONKEY BALLZ. So here I am. Today, I felt the flow of energy course through me. The energy that said: Something needs to be said. Something needs to be shared. For

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