Happy Monday, friends! Remember when I was up against a long, on going argument with Mr. Resistance? Well, it’s still on. And it’s on with a vengeance. Is it possible to ever get out of this hole I’ve found myself in?
One thing leads to another, and the next, and the other, and before you know it-down the rabbit hole with only a tiny view of the sky above. It’s my own fault. I let it happen. I get involved in other things and my own stuff gets pushed aside.
Call it procrastination. Call it resistance. Call it lazy. Well, I wouldn’t call it lazy, but I know there’s another word for it out there. I am, by no means, a lazy person. Not at all. However, I do stand in my own way. That’s resistance.
It seems that reading all the books in the world, trying all the tricks in the books, can’t help an artist like me when in deep distraction.
So okay, here it is, you’re probably thinking: Finally, she’s going to tell me what is going on. Right?
I put up with a good amount of resistance most days, which is my usual thing. I’ve even been good at beating it back lately. All good. This time of year I volunteer at my church for their big Greek festival, in the flea market with a friend. We get along great. The flea market is a lot of fun, but it’s work, taking all week to prepare. We really enjoy it. A group of ladies help us open bags or boxes of all manner of stuff and we ooh and ahh, and sometimes we turn our heads in horror. Other people’s discards can be treasures, and plenty of it is just plain old trash.
It was fun and now it’s over. To most people it means getting back to work. To the resistant Me, it means more resistance.
Does it make any sense to you?
Another roadblock I’ve allowed myself to stumble over is setting up a mailing list thing. I know it’s important to do. I know it’s benefits. I can’t get it done. And I’ve let the church festival take the fall for it.
Yeah, I blame the festival for my non-mailing list, and for my non-painting. And while we’re at it, I’ll blame the festival for keeping me from blogging here, updating anything, keeping you in my loop, and general anything.
Mr. Resistance is enjoying all of this right now, I know it.
Hi, Dora, take it easy. Your blog post remids me of a “narrative therapy.” I’m sure you will start drawing with joy. Time will come. Under a heaven, there’s a season.
Best wishes, Sadami
Maybe I just need a vacation from everything for the moment. I know the time will come when I push the other things aside and get back to work.