 As an Enneagram 4, I've noticed the process of integration between four, the blocked, creative, constantly in existential crisis, and one, the crusading reformer. As we get out of our own heads, we grow closer to a healthy one. When I walked through the Birmingham Civil Rights Museum and soaked in the exhibit of idea makers that influenced 1960s America, I realized my affinity for singing and creating was the gift I had to contribute to justice. Nobody else can be us. There's no greater freedom from writer's block than knowing that the art we produce bears purpose in the world.