Night
If we want to change, we must deliberately disrupt our schedules. This could trigger disturbing dreams; waking up in the middle of the night, raging hunger episodes – punitive self-doubt. “Go with it”; we rebuild ourselves. Our old self won’t be lost forever. Just like the child we once were, it is forever inside us. We are learning new skills, training muscles we didn’t even know we had. Of course it feels “funny”. We return to those intermediate states we recall so well from childhood; Waiting and Wondering. What we forget is the power these states confer. We are amphibious sky creatures unbounded by time; we live in all states at once. Some say this is the ideal condition for maximum creativity. Remember negotiating new sex with a partner, discovering how to swim, or learning to ride a bike? These sensations profoundly unsettle at first. My son said, “This isn’t physically possible; you just fall over.” No. You learn how to balance. We are balanced between day and night, between past and future. Hovering. Aaah. Mantra: “I believe”
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