I’ll admit much of what I’ve written this week (early rising and not being consistent, oh my) may seem negative in nature. It’s actually not. It would be if I were to just write about it and not doing anything about my own roadblocks that I create for myself. But that’s not my plan here.
My plan is to push through all of that crap.
And, oh boy, is that crap uncomfortable. You better believe it.
Growth is uncomfortable.
Birth is uncomfortable.
Uncertainty is uncomfortable.
This is why so many don’t respond to the deep-down hum that thrums and vibrates at the core of every human. This is that vibrating force that tell us, “YES! THAT IS IT!” when you experience something so true to your nature that it is what calls to you and what is your purpose. This is your soul speaking, the ever-existent consciousness of you.
But there is no shortcut. No quick ride. This is a train across the landscape of the mind; no shuttles or flights available. That train has many stops, and you need to get off at every goddamn one of them, experience the landscape, smell it, bask in its snow and its dire heat and hate it to love it. Then you hop back on that train, which — ha ha ha! — you’re actually driving, and continue on.
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