Freedom to do what I want 9/30

This post is about my commitment to the 30 days of writing.

Fact: I did not write the last 2 days

How I say it: I’ve missed the last 2 days

Story in my head: I don’t have the capacity to commit for 30 days straight. / I’ve failed at committing to writing for 30 days.

PS this is way smaller than it used to be, and I recognised it fast and don’t spiral down it.

Truth: missing isn’t failing. Committing for 30 days doesn’t necessarily means 30 days straight.

Life’s truth: I choose how I think about everything in my life. 

In the book “Man’s search for meaning” by Viktor E Frankl comes to mind
I paraphrase: “man’s last freedom, is his freedom to think”

What alone remains is "the last of human freedoms"—the ability to "choose one's attitude in a given set of circumstances.”

Once I realised that my mind was creating meaning from my lack of actions, I noticed and told myself that it was ok. And that I would keep writing, do the 30 days. They don’t have consecutive. 

I’ll keep showing up. Tunning into what feels aligned to me. 

So when I don’t published for a day, that’s OK!

Where are you telling yourself a story about what you behaviour means? And what else could you make it mean?

From my wild heart to yours

Tara 9/30