Oh the creative process! How endlessly fascinating and utterly simple… breathe, listen, let go, ask for help from the Divine… listen to the imagination…
After surrendering to not writing all day Friday- which was very hard, almost physically painful- on Saturday, the book became more clear, and I did write. Today, it is flying away from me again, after a morning being with other concerns. Right now, I watch how my mind wants to fix on the terror of my looming deadline and my story that there isn’t enough time, isn’t enough time, isn’t enough time (goes the refrain) to make the book good… and then I gently bring myself back to the present.
Oh, the power of the body to help this happen, to ground and breathe and let go… and then entire the creative stream again… to beckon myself toward life and away from the future, where nothing is ever created.
Who needs TV when you have your mind to watch?
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