I asked for blog topics yesterday on Facebook and something came up that I am always thinking about: the idea that we resist the very things that we say/know make us WHOLE.
For today, I want to share an older post from Blisschick about this topic. At the time, I was committed to the idea of myself as a writer. I still think of myself as a writer, but now I know a lot of my resistance came from the fact that I was not in my body. Now I am. For the most part.
BUT!
But...I STILL resist this dancing life. I don't resist it on the same level as I used to resist writing, but I resist going deeper...going as deeply as I know I am capable.
And so the same old question remains: WHY?
Here is the older blog post that I would love for you to read so we can start this conversation. (There is also a lot of good in the comments of that old post.)
2 comments:
I think one of my issues with this is the perpetual nature of the necessary things. l want it to be linear. Begin at the sucky, sedentary lifestyle of Point A; do the work, create the habit; End at Point B, the rigorous commitment of engaging in the necessary on a frequent basis.
Mountain: summited.
Unfortunately, it's Sisyphean. There is no end point. I suppose it will ebb and flow naturally, under the force of both internal and external influences. Still, though...the thought of it going on. and on. and on....is just exhausting in and of itself. If I can't ever "complete" it, why *begin*?
Because the beginning feels good. Because the necessary feels good, and IS necessary. I suppose it can feel good and be necessary and still suck sometimes?
(I had a way better comment for this when I first read it, but I was reading from my phone then. Le sigh.)
I have nothing to say that will make this feel better because what you say is simple truth: IT IS SISYPHEAN. Period. Marcy used to say to me that I would feel much better when I finally gave up hope. WHAT!? But this is what she was talking about. And she was, as usual, right. We must give up the hope of finishing. It's the idea behind the one million mantras...they are never done and when you begin them and commit to them, you KNOW you will never ever finish them but FINISHING is not the point. BEING and DOING in the moment -- that's the whole freaking point of life. (I say that with a heavy sigh.)
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