[October 20, 2011 - Fairfax, CA]
Resistance?
It is Thursday evening. I don't feel like posting anything about this Blank Slate project.
This is how I've felt every single day this week. Monday. Tuesday. Wednesday. And now Thursday.
I don't feel like posting.
Don't think there is anything to say about it.
Kind of low energy after a big output last couple of weeks and through the weekend.
Did I burn myself out a little?
My energy is off. Both physically and mentally. Too many late nights. Sugar? Wheat? Aunt Flo?
I don't know about you, but I have difficulty taking time "off". I really like to work, and my work doesn't feel like work, much of the time. I noticed, though, that over the last several weekends, I never took a day off to really play.
There are new projects in the hopper, and my enthusiasm for them bleeds into long days, nights, weekends.
So. All there is to do is come back to center. Ease up a bit. Let there be a little more play and rest and socializing.
What I just wrote flowed out effortlessly. It didn't feel like work. And I can post this and feel good about keeping my commitment to post on weekdays about my progress.
This is how creative work is a lot of the time. Showing up when you don't "feel" like it. Not very glamorous or profound.
This must be the 99% perspiration part of invention.