I’m curious…and hopefully that doesn’t come off as condescending… (because I relate)
If you have a passion and a pleasurable hobby, what prevents you from pursuing it?
If you know that blogging is therapeutic for you, why don’t you do it more?
I guess, this relates to ALL artists types…musicians, dancers, painters, photographers, etc…
Why do we avoid the very thing we love?
I’m open to answers, this isn’t a rhetorical question! I’m struggling with this right now. I daydream about all the things I want to write about…but then aimless computer games and social media feeds waste my free time until my eyes and neck are too sore to finally create and contribute something meaningful to this website.
Sometimes I think I don’t write because I think that to be a writer means that I have to be better than what I’m doing to honorably fall into that category. I think that if I don’t have the burning fire inside me to start a new blog post multiple times a day, then I’m not a true writer and I should just step aside for the real ones to get more attention.
Why do you avoid _____?
And more importantly: how do you still stick with it even when limiting beliefs are trying to take over?
Post meditation reflection:
When I work on slowing down in one facet of my life, the rest of my life slows down. When I speed up in another part of my life, the rest of my life picks up speed.
“Slowing down” comes in different ways for each person. For me, it’s my twice-a-day meditations, laying in my bedroom alone without doing anything, sitting outside listening to the natural ambience, or taking a short pause (after anything, really) before I continue to the next task. The more I practice slowing down, the more I observe it trickles into other parts of my life. How lovely.
Lately I’ve been actively pursuing creative endeavors: blogging more frequently, binge reading books, coloring mandalas, and creating music mixes. The last one requires me to spend long amounts of time on computer. When I am done for the day, I find myself buzzing. Hard. Thoughts are going 3836190 times faster than usual. I have songs stuck in my head into the night and thoughts repeating themselves that usually wouldn’t get repeated.
It’s harder to “come down” from this elevated, excited state. This contrasts obviously. For my baseline has been “calmness” for the last few months. Yet, I haven’t really been testing myself.
Could you imagine how tiring it would be to be riding a roller coaster all day long? But then again, it would be boring to never hop on (if you wanted to).
So I guess this is a checkpoint. A time to reflect on balance in my life.
None of my ideas are actually mine?
What if we all are able to receive the same ideas and some just hear it first? Or hear it more clearly?
Then, what if I choose not to act upon the idea? Poor idea! It just wants to be created somehow. If not me, then someone else will…
But I think that some people are better are creating certain ideas. The idea came to a person first, one who had the best chance of manifesting it. If that person ignores it, then the idea loses a little bit of its clarity and charm.
So if I hear an idea first and think “Wow! How amazing!” but then just sit on it… Well, the idea has to be created somehow. It goes to the next possible creator. That person may not be the best medium to bring the idea into the world.
How do I know when an idea is worth it?
It makes me excited. Ambitious. My heart starts to flutter and expand.
The size an idea shouldn’t really matter…because what if the idea is just testing you out?
“Hmmm..what do you think about this, lil’ human?” wonders the idea, while waiting for a response of curiosity and receptivity before giving you more.
Listen to your ideas.
Act on them. If it’s stirring something up, create.