Freedom.
I love the feeling.

Yes, I have become used to freedom here in the US.

We don’t appreciate it quite as intensely until we don’t have it.
Or it is threatened.

But recently I have been using the feeling of freedom as a steering mechanism.

As a compass.

What feels like freedom?
That’s what I steer towards.

I have been on a straight, steady path the last couple of years and I am ready to ramp things up.
Grow things.
Make mistakes.
Fall on my face and create miracles.

And even though some of those things feel crummy, rather than avoid them, my litmus test is this:
Does it feel like freedom?

If my gut says yes, I am full steam ahead.

What feels like freedom to you?

Things are easy right now.
There is an ease to almost everything I do.

And it’s getting boring.

So I am thinking of biting off a BIG new project.

And that seems like it’s going to take a lot of effort.

The kind of effort that eventually slows me down to a slow trudge uphill through knee-high mud until I come to a grinding halt.

Neither option feels very good right now.

I am trying to find the sweet spot between ease and effort.

So, I asked myself how to move through life with creativity and curiosity and challenge while still moving with ease and flow.

How do I flow with the river rather than battle the current upstream
and yet still explore the depths of all that this life has to offer?

It is a bit of a dance.
I like to think of it as surfing a wave.

What I am trying out: Breaking it down to one small next step and asking my inner knowing if it feels like it’s in the sweet spot.

If I write one page of the book and no more, how do I feel?
If I take just one photo, how does that feel?
If I make one phone call, is that in the sweet spot?

How do you strike that balance in your life?

How does the sweet spot feel in your body?