We’re busy. A lot of us are mad busy. A lot of us hide in busyness to pretend to be on purpose, or to avoid actually pursuing one. It doesn’t matter. This article is about slowing down. It came to mind and felt important to wax philosophical about the pace at which we live, and the presence we give to our experiences.
Author: Trance
Artist. Writer. Truth seeker.
I often feel thoroughly in my element, and that I am on my mission — yet nearly as often, I get tripped up and frustrated by the practical things… like providing for myself and being able to pay the bills, so to free up my creative and conscious efforts, and get back to being a positive, uplifting, healing force in this world, at this time.
All that emerges and evolves and develops can be used or viewed in the negative perspective.
What is it that won’t let you sleep at night? What is it that gnaws at the back of your mind? What is it that angers, frustrates or disheartens you?
none of that is the issue. that’s all noise, programs, the ideas of other people, the seeds of cultural norms and expectations… but none of it is your own voice.
There’s a general notion that investing ten thousand hours in the practice or training of something will afford us the mastery of said skill, ability, or practice.