I don’t have a lot of time or a lot
of battery power. By the end of
tomorrow, I hope to reach my 200th blog. Fortunately, this is number 199, so I should be okay, but
I’ll feel better when my goal is reached.
I also don’t have a lot of battery power; I am at about 47%. I’m in a bookstore that offers free
Wi-Fi but after they did, they sealed all the outlets so that no one could plug
in a computer. So I have to work
quickly or find a place with an outlet.
I almost went to see
a movie, but the $12.50 ticket price and the list of things I want to get done
both discouraged me. Perhaps I’ll
see it after I get this blog done.
I’m happy to be here. It’s
a privilege to write. Not everyone
gets this or how powerful it is to do this, to write nearly every day. Today I made a list of things I wanted
to get done and this is the last thing on the list, so I’m feeling pretty
good.
The funny thing is
I still face the same struggle almost every time.
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I still don’t know what to write about.
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I still feel the urge to give this up.
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I still feel embarrassed and frustrated, as if the
writer’s block were my fault.
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I still wonder if this is doing any good at all.
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I still wonder if I’m creating additional and unneeded
pressure for myself.
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I still wonder if this will ever get easier.
Still, I keep
writing. I keep going. It’s all I know to do sometimes. Keep going. Keep writing.
The battery is now
at 42%.
Despite
everything, despite the struggle, I feel grateful to be in this battle. Maybe no one but God notices, but when
I sit down to do my work, something sacred happens. Something holy happens. I don’t mean to overstate my case or over blow its
importance. I’m probably not
changing the world when I write, but I’m changing my world. That’s all I can do. If my writing gets noticed and hundreds
or thousands or millions are encouraged by it, then my world will have gotten
bigger. But for now, all I’m
responsible for is getting this done.
I can’t be responsible for the results.
So here I sit,
still trying to find my message. I
wonder if I will end up erasing most of or all of this and starting again.
40%.
One of the
frustrating things about creativity is that it may be one of the few things
that doesn’t get easier with practice.
It gets harder because by its nature and definition creativity is new
every time, like giving birth.
Creativity and creation always, well, create something new, something
different each time. Otherwise
it’s a copy, not a creation.
That’s why no two snowflakes are alike. That’s why no two people are alike, not even twins. And that’s why these blogs are
difficult sometimes because my hope is that each one is unique, that each one
has its own message. In fact, my
hope is that each individual blog would stand on its own and that each one
would be a blessing to everyone who reads it.
Maybe it doesn’t
need to be difficult. The Muse
always comes through. She just
likes to keep me waiting sometimes and she likes to see me working. So I keep writing. Soon something will be created,
something unique and beautiful, and I get to be a part of it.
That’s why it’s a
privilege to be here. I am part of
creation. No, I’m not God, nor am
I a mother giving birth. But I’m
creating something, something unique and special and something that blesses me
at least. I’m part of something
that makes me happy. I feel
incredibly lucky and blessed.
Marcus Aurelius said, “When you arise in the morning, think of what a precious
privilege it is to be alive - to breathe, to think, to enjoy, to love.”
To that I add, it’s a
privilege to do my work. This also
makes it a responsibility. The
good news, the even better news, is that we all have access to this
privilege. We are entrusted with
the responsibility. We can
all be creators. We are already
creators. We just have to Get
Started and Keep Going…and enjoy the privilege.
19%.
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