Open Hand or Closed Fist?

The closed grip miser

Hoards treasure until it’s dust

Open hands hold more

Some writers hoard. It can be ideas, sources, teachers, books, anything and everything that they have deemed precious and limited — and not worth the risk of sharing with anyone.

Their clenched fists presume limits, assume that there is an end to the ideas that they will have, the stories that they will tell. Now and again, one might share the briefest snippet of their genius with you, eyes wary with warning that you don’t use any of it.

I’ve met many misers in business, in writer world, and in life and I have yet to see one of them prosper in life, love, or in art. Their counterparts, the wide open, generous fools, seem to thrive, to grow, to connect and develop with magnificent leaps, astounding failures, and stunning success.

To the misers, I suggest that a closed hand cannot touch new wonders. I would urge them to unclench, let go, and let flow. It might take awhile, but new treasures will glow as long as they are open, free-flowing channel rather than exhausted bucket.

Follow Thoughts and Ideas on Facebook: facebook.com/thoughtsandideas1