It’s a funny thing to put something down and leave it. Inertia has a strange way of setting in and taking hold and then holding on. I see that with my meditation practice. A few days off of my cushion and it starts to feel like a daunting task to get back on it. I’d rather linger in bed than pull the cushion out and just sit and listen. The news in my phone seems so pressing and urgent.
It’s been that way with this blog as well. I started editing pretty severely and then really kept going. Soon I was fully censoring myself. Finally, it was easy to just ignore it.
How do you start again? I guess you just start. The action begets more action. I’d like to edit less. Yeah, it sounds kind of lazy but I prefer to look at it as an act of courage. It’s scary to just put stuff out there. Tell the truth in each moment and then leave it.
Here’s to being brave.