"Big Moon Hug" painting used with permission from the artist Jerry Lee Kirk (To see more of Jerry's work, please visit http://www.jerrykirk.com)
Be like the bird that,
Pausing in her flight
Feels them give way beneath her,
And yet sings,
Knowing she hath wings.
– Victor Hugo
It may be hard to believe when you’ve just gotten a rejection or your Saboteur is pushing you around or you’re struggling with writer’s block or some other form of resistance, but you have wings. Wings you might not even know you have.
How do you know you have wings? If you’re lucky, your allies remind you. If you’re especially lucky, you catch a glimpse of your winged shadow in the peripheral vision of your dreams and hopes. But even when your allies or your dreams remind you, and especially on the days when they don’t, you have to jump into the wind and hope.
How do you jump into the wind? You write today. You show up for your 15 Magic Minutes of Product Time. Maybe you draft something you’ve been thinking about. Maybe you freewrite to see what’s on your mind or what grabbed your attention today. Maybe you revise something you worked on some other day. Maybe you research. Maybe you map your ideas and plot possible writing topics for another day. Maybe you just sit there and wait. Maybe you move stuff around in what seems like an aimless waste of time. Doesn’t matter. All that matters is that you show up.
You don’t have to know how high you’ll jump today or if today’s jump will “add up to anything in the end” – just jump!
Every time you throw yourself into space propelled by trust in the Divine and your willingness to express has been given to you to share, your wings grow stronger, your heart sings louder and your spirit soars higher.
Bane of Your Resistance 
Thanks Eden! I’m tickled to hear this one was so valuable for you.
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Wonderful, thank you! This is one of the best ones for me thus far! exceedingly helpful
perhaps it’s that I identify with it all, so deeply. Thank you!
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Love that Hugo quote too….
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I first read that Hugo quote when I was 17 when I was at Outward Bound in North Carolina. (Isn’t it wonderful that good stuff like that stuck with me all these years and is still meaningful, but all the teenage agnst has fallen away. Thank goodness!)
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Lovely!
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Thanks Laura!
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