I’ve been stuck in this stinkin’ thinkin’ that these past days have been a waste. Wishing for a do-over. Craving perfection instead of embracing the lulls. I have been feeling out of the flow and disconnected and have been judging everything to be either good or bad. Pushing away the discomfort, rather than noticing for what it is and the lessons they bring.
Because every stroke counts.
Every feeling has value, even if they aren’t the pretty ones I’m often after.
Every day is full in its own form, even if some allow more time to be still.
Even the moments that may seem pointless since they didn’t lead to where I expected to be, are certainly not a waste. They provide the color and texture to the overall picture I am creating. So heartfelt and so real.
If you too, are feeling less productive, connected, and inspired at any point, remind yourself (as I am doing right now), this feeling is also important and will lead you somewhere wonderful – even if you can’t just see it yet.