Stained Glass Brain

Stories, ideas and musings to make sense of this thing called life..

How did I know I needed to Write, and fitting it in…

Time is limited. There is so much to do. I wake up every morning bubbling with excitement in anticipation of all this day holds, and all the good things I get to plan and fit in my day. 

And usually they are a lot! 

From having a writing practice to exercise to working on my art and business side of things. And then taking care of home and kitchen and hanging out with my family…I feel like life is non-stop from the moment I wake up at around 5:45-6 am till about 7:30 pm- when I clean up after dinner. 

Then I slow down and just chill till bed time. 

Writing has 15 minutes of space on my daily calendar in the morning. That’s it.

There is no time to think if I am motivated, or in the mood. If I want to have a writing practice, this is it. 

15 minutes go by quickly, and never return once lost. So, for me, it’s sbout opening the laptop and starting to type.

Non-stop for fifteen minutes.

I think it mostly comes down to desire and need. Because it’s not something that I have to do, it’s easy to give up on. Unless I am self-motivated enough.

How badly do I want this to be a part of my life? Enough that I show up most days and get to work? (I may take Saturday or Sunday off). Or is it a negotiation and effort most days? And I would rather not? 

Then I am not internally committed enough, and it won’t last long.

I have been there many many times. Where I wanted to do this writing thing regularly, but I wasn’t committed enough to show up regularly for long enough.

But I think that is ok. Because it’s a ladder. And it takes iterations. To figure things out.

If it is important to me in the long run of life, the desire will show up again, I will try again, and I will learn from my failure to go on, or my efforts that may or may not have worked. And then I get to try again soon enough.

This spiraling in and out is frustrating in the moment, but in hindsight I can see it was a journey. It proved to me that this activity is important enough to me that it keeps coming back. And with passing time, I have no choice but to get down to business and put it in the normal rotation of my daily activities.

I am so happy it is a part of my life now.

So all in all, it’s true when they say there are no failures, only learnings…OR maybe I messed up the words and made my own saying? Anyways, you know what I mean.

Here’s to failing and coming back time and time again, and figuring things out.

And with that: my 15 minutes are UP!

Read more about my writing journey in yesterday’s post here.


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