New things… new things are scary. Some new things can positively put me in lockdown mode, as if I’m in some frozen state where it’s safest not to do anything except breathe, until things feel familiar again.
Now, new things can be exciting and exhilarating too… so it really depends what one is defining as ‘new’.
To kinda recap where things were last week, you may wish to read Journal 2 – Yo-yo living HERE.
So, over the past week, I was sharing some of the stuff I was going through with a friend, when her comment, that was in actuality so simple, still made me stop in my tracks.
To loosely quote her:
“I’ve just decided to get on with it. Because stopping everything wasn’t working anyway.”
As I read the words, I let them gradually sink in.
There was so much truth to this. But looking back, I don’t think I could have implemented it when the ‘new’ was too new.
I think when we are confronted with something shockingly new, we need time to let it saturate us a little. Then once you are truly fed up with all the worrying that does absolutely nothing anyway, that’s when one needs to STEP UP and make ‘getting on with it’ actually happen.
I tried this out with a recent sunset bike ride I was on. I rode up there feeling terrible, and was about to plunk my sorry self down on the ground, and just mope. But before sitting down, I realized something…
I had snacks and a coffee with me. I could sit and indulge, making me not really feel much better, or in fact, maybe worse by ‘eating my worries away’, or… be more proactive.
So I put down my snack gear, and started walking up the hill instead. While still thinking.
It was hard. Every step hurt when you do NOT feel like making an effort. So I erased the effort from my mind, and started focusing on my thoughts, vs. what I was actually doing.
I suddenly had done about 3 up-and-downs the hill, when I realized my step was quickening. Walking became easier. The more I did, the more I could do.
At the end of this little experiment, I was actually RUNNING up hill.
Not only was I working out the scary new thing, I wasn’t hurting myself in the process. Moving is good. Really good.
Get on with it, indeed.
Right then I knew I was onto something much bigger. I took that theory home with me, and put it in full practice mode. I forced myself to sit in front of my computer, even though I did not feel like it, open up some files, and refine a new stencil design I had been playing with prior.
I was suddenly cutting that design, and dreaming up new ways to use it. I even painted an old crate in preparation to perhaps use it with.
Oh my gosh… I was DIYing…
Things started rolling from there. I was suddenly putting together a paint order so I could finish the project, dreaming up other creative ways to use the design.
Then I went outside for something. I immediately started to feel the deflate…. you know when you are overwhelmed with too much to do, and it pulls you down? My outside is like that.
“Get on with it…”
I rounded up my gardening gloves, and forced myself to pull a few weeds around the pallet wood walkway.
Suddenly, I was inspired to do a little flowerbed edging, because I was fuelled to see more pretty.
Then I grabbed the lawnmower, thinking I’d just quickly do the front yard.
But ended up doing the whole yard.
See how just getting on with it works?
It’s positively contagious! But that first step is a doozy.
The first step is where you will need all the strength you can muster. But I encourage you to just accept the fact that you don’t want to do it, but will anyway.
Every room redo I’ve ever started has fired up much the same way. Ever look at a totally cluttered room, only to sigh, turn around, walk out, closing the door behind you?
That’s how the paint studio above transpired.
That is exactly when you need to take that first step… and start gutting that room. When you’ve flat out had enough!
I actually do this quite often when feeling uninspired to create. I walk into a room, hate what I see, then gut it. It gets cleaned, then I slowly feed back only what I love to look at. That’s when I realize how cluttered it had become over time, and how gorgeously refreshed the space takes on. Which often inspires me to travel down to my junk stash and create something new for the space.
Life is so inter connected, like an unfinished puzzle just waiting to be worked on.
A puzzle that’s totally reliant on you fitting in those missing pieces, regardless of what else is transpiring around you.
So you can either choose one big pile of chaos that continues to pull you down, or work on that masterpiece, one piece at a time, with an eventual beautiful outcome.
Get over the shock / fear.
Become familiar with it by thinking of different ways to try and make it work.
Take that first step, regardless of how you feel.
Then get on with it!
The more you do, the better you will start to feel.
Just getting on with it is so super critical, guys. That massive first step is what this takes, that will take all the effort you can give… but once you just start?
Catch me… or you, if you can.
Thank you friend. Such very wise words. Who knew they’d inspire an entire blog post?
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