Ahhhhhlignment

Really good things take (their) time

I am wondering what I’m doing being online and writing for a handful of people and only engaging with others when I find a spare minute. I’m talking social media, this blog/newsletter, my laughable email list.

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I’m also curious when I reflect on all these attempts I’ve made at writing a book/s, such as the one I wanted to do on Embodied Listening back in 2020, and then Body Literate in 2022 and now Embodying Paradox in 2024. Will any of the projects get finished?

And all the while I have collected certifications and courses to keep me going, as well as big ticket time demanding long term studies (hello Feldenkrais Method®), because I prefer to run really hard and seriously from imposter syndrome.

And then suddenly the stars align and I realise what I’m supposed to actually be doing.

I’m meant to be doing all the things. All these random, scattered things. They’re supposed to be happening.

Until they are not being done and are not happening.

If I didn’t make all those missteps and bark up all those other trees, I wouldn’t be here now, having an epiphany.

Which is, the book I wanted to write a couple of years ago, Body Literate, can only be written in a couple of years’ time. In the meantime, I need to practice, grow a community and collect more stories. The book I want to publish by my middle child’s would-be 10th birthday will be written and published by my fiftieth birthday (or before, all things going well). Even if the print run of Embodying Paradox is of 10.

As for Embodied Listening, that will come too. Music has received a boost in the last days and I haven’t been able to keep off the piano - I’ve been researching piano somatics. So there is activity afoot in that arena. Short stories and fiction are swirling in the air. They will only be caught when they’re ripe and it’s time to put out the nets.

Everything has its time and place. We don’t know when and we don’t know how.

I accept that it’s all going accordingly, and still I take action.

One foot in front of the other.

Curious. Hopeful. Optimistic. And with joy.

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