“Try and fail, but don't fail to try.”
Stephen Kaggwa
“Do one thing every day that
scares you.”
Eleanor Roosevelt
“When we love, we always
strive to become better than we are. When we strive to become better than we
are, everything around us becomes better too.”
Paulo Coelho, The
Alchemist
Last night I was feeling bad and I
wrote and I felt better. Now I’m
feeling good and I’m going to write and feel better again. The trick is consistency, no matter what
I’m feeling. I know when I’m
feeling bad, the last thing I want to do is write. But it’s the first thing I need to do. After writing last night, I felt my
psychic energy renew, like a patched hole in a boat. In creating a blog, I created life for myself. It felt miraculous. It almost always does. The other beauty of consistency is that
it doesn’t take skill, talent or even inspiration. Consistency is its own requirement. Skill, talent and
inspiration come with consistency.
I think this is why
I’m so adamant about writing these blogs.
It long ago surpassed the goals of having a huge audience or making
money for me as writer, though I still very much want those things. No, I write because I need
to. As I’ve said before, there are
very few things I’d rather be doing than this. So here I sit, in good times and bad, creating
something.
The hard part is
waiting for the Muse to give me something, but even that doesn’t matter. I just Keep Going. She will be here when she’s ready. In the meantime, I keep
working. For a moment just now, I
stopped writing. I wasn’t
sure what to say. I certainly
don’t have anything new or original, but that’s okay. I just need to keep my fingers moving.
But what if? What if I keep my fingers moving and I
still don’t get anything? Then I
keep writing until I do. If I have
written for a good amount of time and nothing happens, then I will stop and
come back later. The point of this
is not t write a blog, but to write.
Yes, I want to get a blog written, but more importantly, I want to write
even if the inspiration doesn’t come.
I had an
experience in which I’d lost my inspiration. I used to work with Jr. High students at a church. Every week I’d deliver a short
inspirational talk. Then one day I
ran out of things to say. It felt
like the Holy Spirit had left me.
I felt drained and frightened.
I felt perhaps that I was supposed to go in a different direction with
my life. I did. Now, I’m not so sure I made the right
decision. I’m not saying I made the
wrong one either. I don’t
know. Perhaps either way I would
have gained valuable life experience.
What wound up
happening is that eventually I stopped doing youth group work (and never really
did it again). I changed churches
and met a whole new group of people.
I made new friends and I missed the old ones. Some amazing things happened as my whole life turned upside
down. Eventually I also changed
jobs and an entirely new life opened up for me.
What if I had
stayed? Then perhaps I would have
been stuck for a while. Or I might
have found my inspiration return.
Perhaps I would have gone on to a different type of ministry. There’s no point in wondering. All I could do was what I could
do. For the record, I think my
season there ended and it was time for a new season. And I found inspiration in new ways.
I continue to find
inspiration in new ways.
Perhaps a day may
come when I won’t write any longer.
I doubt that. But if it
happens, it will simply mean that I’m meant to express my Purpose
differently. For now
though I have to Get Started and Keep Going. I have to keep writing, not from obligation or fear, but
from a place of developing and continuing health and wholeness. And mostly, because this is what I want
to do…inspiration or not.
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