Oakland Bay Bridge 2014
The truth is, I write most days! I try to post one of these pieces weekly. A piece I wrote at least a month ago has been nagging at me. I have waffled back and forth between thoughts of posting it and rejecting it totally as just more whining! According to the concept of “resistance” that Steven Pressfield writes about in his book The War of Art, my resistance to share is a form of resistance to actually doing the work I am called to do. I allow the breath to fill my spirit and I endeavor to move foreward.
Once again, the looming question nagging at my consciousness is this: What in this world is it that makes my heart sing this day and every day, for that matter? In our busy lives of working at getting ahead, we forget that of all questions, this question may be the most important one to answer and remember often. Because, I believe, once we figure out that answer, contentment and ease can be sitting on our shoulders, if not every moment, more often than not! Of course, then we have to actually do the work.
I stop and take some time to search my soul for that answer that seems so illusive time and again! What is missing that one’s heart is not singing every beautiful moment of every day? Recently I heard a speaker offer that the missing element is passion. I stopped again, as I was writing. If the reason one’s heart is not singing is the absence of passion, perhaps identifying one’s passion is a tangible step towards contentment. Good grief, another question? What is the passion in my life and how do I fulfill that passion in my daily practice and life? RESISTANCE rears it’s ugly, insistent head! Tackling and actually living that passion may be even more challenging. What would it take for for me and for you to live our passion every day? The big truth is the answer may not be the answer we expect or want to hear. Then enters the breath, our tool in life, ready to rescue us and assist in conquering the truths we face on our journey.
I sit and breathe. I exhale and allow the breath of life to arrive and feed my inner being. I listen and wait for my own authentic voice to come alive and speak clearly. Opps! Wait! Stop!! Another question!! Is the question I fear, why am I denying my own passion? YIKES!! That is a hard one, folks! I ask myself, Is it true that I am denying my passion and really lack the courage to move forward? Another truth and the answer…In the end each day it is always up to me to choose how and if I will let my heart and soul sing. As always, it comes down to choice! Stopping, breathing, letting the shoulders release, moving forward and listening to that authentic voice. Choosing to have courage and just doing it! Acknowledging the passion, the calling, and moving forward!