higher order

As I sat down this morning to the mess.that.is.my.desk [that should read: to the calm haven of profound.thought.inducing tranquility that is my desk] I was struggling.

My task this morning is to work on [or maybe that should read: finish] an essay that I have been finding tough.

So, I was dragging my feet. Procrastinating. (You know).

And in putting-off starting, I logged on to a design.blog that I find inspiring: seeing beauty/capturing life!

And I remembered:
There is a reason I am doing this. There is a life I am building and this essay is one part of that process of creation. There is a felt.sense, a feeling.of.living that I am working towards and this is taking me there. It’s not about getting every word in this essay pitch-perfect. It’s about finishing it, learning, growing and moving towards Where I Am Meant To Be.

When you return to the higher.order.goal, when you reconnect with what really matters [with how you want to feel] what you need to do and how you need to do it becomes perfectly clear.