The last week or two (or three) has been a weird time for me. I've been doing some things exceedingly well, and others not so much. There's been so much recovery time, but not much writing or reading, you know things that bring me joy and things that I otherwise have always wanted to do. I've been planning for 'fun writing', aka writing for 1.5-2 hours daily since forever, but that doesn't come, never happens. Always in some sort of rush, always timed writes that take not very long, writing has always been a rush against the clock lately.
And that's okay. Self-reflection is an important part of one's growth and if I'm not ready to write more interesting, creative posts, I must be okay accepting that. There was a point in time when I was a lot more active writing poetry, and fiction and novels, and I'm not that anymore. Time will come when it's good to go once again. Patience, consistency and hard work are all needed. And kindness to oneself.
We're being set up for the future, a victorious and productive one. This is not what we want, not where we want to end up at, but the awareness of the very journey, and the sight of our destination must motivate us towards our end point!
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