At some point in our lives, the idea that we have to give to get starts to become increasingly apparent. The concept can concern all things: money (spend it to make it), good/bad energy (what goes around, etc.), and physical energy are just a few examples. However, it has to be said that when we feel like we’re rolling in something good – whether we actually are or not – it’s a lot easier to give…when we feel stripped or deprived of a needful thing, it’s a lot harder to part with it.
And therein, gentle reader, lies the crux. A couple of examples:
- Do I feel lazy, tired, exhausted even? I should move, expend energy. Because that will create energy in the longer term. Over time, I’ll feel more alert, more awake, and more able to effortlessly get my bum in gear.
- Are the words not coming to me? Do I feel stuck, burdened by the terribly cliché writers’ block? I should write. Because the inspiration’s not coming otherwise. And once I start forcing the words out, my brain will shift into gear and they’ll flow more easily.
Don’t ask me about the money thing. I genuinely haven’t figured that one out.
But the other two examples I can swear by, even if it’s not the funnest advice to impart. When I feel lazy, all I want to do is crawl into bed, curl up into a ball and pretend I’m a cat all day. But the reality is that if I do this, I will feel shite for the rest of the day, and likely a few days thereafter. It isn’t a guilty pleasure as such, because there’s simply too much suffering attached to it. This post? I’ve been struggling to write it for days now, and finally just said to myself, “Start bloody well writing, Ann.” Bingo.
A really close friend told me ages ago that her dad swore by something he learned when he was in AA: Fake it ’til you make it. Now, I understand that this principle may not work all the time, and may even be incredibly inadvisable under certain circumstances (gambling comes to mind), but as a person who occasionally struggles with her “game,” as it were, I can assure you that I’ve thrown on a plastic grin (faking it) that has gotten me through the day on many occasions, and sometimes even seen me through to a good mood (making it) from time to time. As a freelancer, with no one to impress in a face-to-face capacity, this becomes even more important.
The point is this: we create our own momentum. The most important ingredient, as with all things in life, is intention…make sure the path you’re taking is the right one, and then keep on truckin’, even when the road gets rocky.