I find myself reluctant, as if I’m akin to a stubborn donkey, resisting the pulling rope, not wanting to engage and write this post.
The weight of time bears down on me, though in reality, there’s no immediate deadline looming. Nevertheless, it feels as if time is slipping away. A pesky cut on my gum, a persistent ache in my belly, and the frustration stemming from my less-than-stellar Spanish skills add to the mounting challenges. I can’t help but feel stagnant, a sensation that frequently creeps into my life.
Interestingly, I had a client today who experienced a similar stagnation in their relationship with their father. I offered a couple of ideas to break free from that state. Their reaction was a mix of widened eyes and tense body language, clearly uncomfortable with the suggestions. But at that moment, I didn’t care about their discomfort. After all, they expressed their desire to escape the stagnation.
The answer, I believe, lies in taking action. It requires pushing oneself into the discomfort, fully experiencing it, and embracing the unknown. It’s about doing something, anything, to disrupt the stagnant state and propel oneself forward.
So, here I am, pushing myself to write this post despite my reservations. I remind myself that growth often emerges from moments of discomfort. And perhaps, by embracing this discomfort and diving headfirst into it, I will find a renewed sense of inspiration and fulfillment.
Take care. Love, Jaclynn
Going On 40 