After two years of writing and editing and writing and more editing… my first book is days away from being released. I’m riding through waves of courage and vulnerability that I have never before experienced with such soul-aching intensity.
At times, I cannot stop the tears of fulfillment from flowing. At others, I feel like I am free-falling. The weightlessness at the top of the rollercoaster seems to be stitched to me like Peter Pan’s shadow.
When we begin any project there often is a big rush of energy. Inspiration. Everything is easy. It all just flows. If we are really lucky we can ride that wave of energy right to the finish.
But far more often inspiration follows its true wave-like nature and we are left in the middle of those peak moments with only our commitment to carry us through.
There are moments in any endeavour where we might have to dig deep and draw on resources that we didn’t know we had. These slow and sluggish and plodding days are often resisted, but they really are the place where we are gathering momentum for the next wave of inspiration.
Creativity flows in cycles, like the moon or the tides. We trust that both will return, again and again. Building that trust in the creative and inspirational cycle is often the tiny thought that can get you through the doldrums.
Creativity cannot be blocked any more than the ocean can. All that goodness is still there, just waiting for you to be ready.
Prepare for amazing when you are bored. Prepare for boring when you are amazed. Embrace both and you give up the struggle. Just fall into the sweetness of life and ride the waves for the thrill of it.