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| from my sketchbook |
Last week my momentum took a dive. I was on my way toward establishing incremental movements forward and I hit the wall. Fear entered my thoughts and took over. It gave me tons of excuses. I am so tired. I can't think straight. Nothing I do is any good anyway. Boy, oh, boy did I complain. Yet, somehow I did manage to read a book and near the end this line jumped out at me: "You must not die with the dreadful feeling that your fears were greater than your dreams..." Okay, I get it. I need to saddle up and take the reins. And ignore my monkey mind. It'll take me in directions I don't want to go and waste my time and zap my energy and well, you get the picture.
This week I am working on some good stuff. Yep, the ideas are flowing again. And I am feeling good about what's next.
1 comment:
Good for you. It sounds like your funk didn't last that long. Now it's in the past, forget about it. I bet the next one will be even shorter.
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