Resistance is a crazy thing.
Sometimes it feels like everything is against you…that the forces of the world have come together and their one joint mission is to keep you from doing the very thing you’ve set out to do.
You feel thwarted at every turn.
But sometimes it’s not even like that.
Sometimes it doesn’t seem as if there’s anything external at all standing in the way of doing that thing you’ve decided you’re going to do.
There is literally NO good reason why you shouldn’t get down to business and make it happen, yet you can’t seem to find the mental strength to get yourself going.
And what’s really crazy is when you know that the act of doing that particular thing you set out to do isn’t even that difficult…you’ve done it before (or something similar at least) and it was actually a pretty great experience and quite enjoyable.
So WHAT is the deal? What on Earth is the problem?
Steven Pressfield very simply stated, “It’s not the writing part that’s hard. What’s hard is sitting down to write.”
It’s so true. And I’m not talking about just writing here, it’s different for everyone.
I’m talking about anything in your life that you know is good for you to do, for yourself or for others… things that will feed your soul or make you come alive.
There is resistance.
Have you felt it? I feel it just about every time.
It’s real, and it’s strong, and it’s a pain the butt.
But it’s there, and it needs to be dealt with.
Sometimes it takes me a bit longer than it should and sometimes I fail all together, but when it hits, if I want the victory, I have learned what I have to do.
I have to pull myself up to my full height,
square up my shoulders,
stare the resistance square in the (proverbial) face,
and walk right through it as if it was never there to begin with.
And then I need to just START.
The alternative…that of listening to the lame excuses the resistance endlessly whispers into my ear and deciding they’re good enough to allow me to change my mind and “go back to sleep”,
is just not acceptable.
Steven Pressfield also wrote,
“The sun isn’t up yet; it’s cold; the fields are sopping. Brambles scratch my ankles, branches snap back in my face. The hill is a sonofa#$%&* but what can you do?
Set one foot in front of another and keep climbing.”
And I know he’s right.
Because when your heart tells you that what’s at the top of that hill is good and right and so very worth it, you simply can’t afford to let resistance stand in your way.
You were meant for so much more.
And so much more was meant for you.
It seems silly, but the resistance was strong after deciding on the design of this hippo cake for my bubba boy on his eleventh birthday.
I don’t even know why, but I almost listened to the whispers and I almost pulled the covers back over my head for no good reason at all.
But I eventually strapped on my boots and chose to climb the hill anyway… and had so much stinking fun doing it when I finally got my legs to move.
It was good for my heart and good for my soul, which I’m certain helps brings me one step closer to being a person who is a source of joy for others in my life.
And that reason alone will be worth it every time. Xx
Here’s a little time lapse video showing you some behind the scenes of the making of this hippo cake…
I used Chef Rubber’s Food Shellac Spray to bring some shine to the inside of the hippo’s mouth and its eyes.
And I used Artisan Accents gel to color my murky, swampy, buttercream.
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