on resistance, continued

So how far did I move forward with my new project yesterday?  Three very short sentences.

The greater the resistance, the more important the project, I tell myself, and will figure out how to plunge in again tonight.  I persist.  Resistance is not the mark of laziness, but of fear.

What am I afraid of? I don't know.

Can I find a way to trust and revel in the process? The greatest luxury is to take time to make something you'd love to have.

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