I have been fighting scarcity for 31 days. You can start here if you want to. I would love that.
The 31 days challenge will be over in 4 days. If I am honest I am ready. It has been really good for me to write about scarcity for 31 days, but also it has been hard.
I am an ENFP on the Meyers-Briggs personality type. If I know anything about that type, I know this, we don’t finish things well. We get bored with the same old same old. Whether that means we get tired of the same thing for breakfast or lunch everyday, or the same clothes, or blogging for 31 days in a row. We, as my daughter likes to say about herself, “get distracted by shiny things.”
We do. We get distracted by shiny things, and in the age of the internet, where the news cycles constantly and anything could be trending on Twitter, but certainly not for longer than a couple of hours, it is hard to just show up to the keyboard for 31 days. It is also hard because of words like “passion” “calling” “doing what you love” I can sometimes believe that if it doesn’t feel good right now then I should just do something else.
Scarcity tells me that only the things worth feeling are the things worth doing. If this were the case no book would ever get written, or edited, or published. No lesson plans would ever get better, no surgeon would ever become a master at whichever kind of surgery they are an expert in. There would likely not be experts of any kind in any field and certainly no one would learn how to play an instrument. The doing doesn’t always feel good, and scarcity tells us that that is a reason enough to quit.
But abundance tells me to do it anyway. To show up. To finish. Abundance says that if you lean into the action the feeling will come if it is something you are supposed to be doing. Abundance says you don’t always have to feel like it. But you should do it anyway. The doing is worthwhile, that is what abundance says.
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YES. This was exactly what I needed to hear today, and so true.
Someone once said, anything worth doing is worth doing poorly. All those poor attempts sometimes lead to excellence. I wonder what Bach’s first attempt at playing the keyboard sounded like?