By Alicia Mack
It was more difficult to carve out the time I wanted than I thought it would be. My late start and the beginnings of a headache had me consider just passing on the experience altogether, trying another day on my own time. So my first hour was slow, I reread enough sentences that without the very clear goal of four straight hours of reading I would have moved on to something else. Connecting with another mind held so much appeal when there was only the romanticization of the thought. But I guess dancing doesn’t always have the kind of grace you’d want. Two hours in I found the flow. To the point that I feel this reflection bogging down with how much I’d rather be reading. I’ve been pretty adverse to hard schedules my entire life, particularly for things I’m supposed to be doing for enjoyment, that also means there are many times I leave favorite pastimes wait until I feel ‘inspired’ to do them. This exercise has demonstrated some of the value of pushing through an initial lack of enthusiasm for the sake of achieving a goal. Some actual progress beats the stagnancy of waiting for a ‘perfect’ moment that likely won’t show up. Now hoping I can carry that forward into other projects. 🙃
Title: Parable of the Sower
Hours read: 4