Think about everything that on the inside, you know you have to write about, do something about, say something about. Then just leave it. Forget about it, and keep moving … Is that the right thing to do?
The brain simultaneously tells us there’s nothing to talk/write about – but at the same time, you know it’s got loads to say. It’s the same with a lot of people I know, they have some much to give out. But we all just continue to feel it, never express it.
You know what I’m talking about. When you can feel the content, you can see the vision, it’s locked up inside of you, the pictures burst through your minds eye on a continual basis. Then you open your eyes – reality hits. Nothing is there… This can’t just be me?
One of the main reasons this happens to me is although, I can feel it, I can see it. I just don’t know where to start. I know someone is with me on this one.
Thing is, you & I really can’t afford to start things when the starting place is apparent.
Like when I started writing this… I didn’t have a starting place. In fact about 5mins ago I said to myself “this is a bit long, I have nothing at all to write.” Just a feeling that needed to be expressed.
Then I just started.
I’m a couple paragraphs in, so it’s turns out I had something to write about. Then my mind’s response to me is.”Are you even writing about anything? You’re just talking about the fact you have nothing to say.” Zephaniah – go do something else that’s useful.
It reminds me of times I’ve had to write production plays for my church. They told me “We need this 60min production script in the next two weeks.” I said ermm… sure.
Then I proceeded to get calls every day asking me on my progress.
Little did they know – I had no progress. Just a blank piece of paper and a blank mind.
Actually, come to think about it, by the volume of calls and threats to speed up, they probably did know.
It was just that, every time I sat down to write something, I stared blankly at the paper. Zero input. Zero output. Zero everything.
So for a period of time, I stopped thinking about it. It wasn’t going anywhere.
Then one day I went for a walk.
I got an idea and some pictures in mind’s eye. I wrote them down. I try to write things down – good habit.
But, it was just a couple of lines. You don’t get anything significant from something that small, do you? Mr Zeph’s brain – I need 60mins of content here.
So I just started writing. Writing anything. Some of it made no sense! But then a lot of it did.
You’ll be surprised how quickly you can move from nothing to something. If you just keep on going.
Days later. It was finished. My small start and persistence had become a 60min play.
I sent the e-mail of the script like it was never in doubt.
“Hi all, please find the script attached. Regards, Zephaniah.”
Like all of this I’ve written, I didn’t think I had anything to write about. So I just started typing, and like it was never in doubt…
“Hi all, please find some thoughts about some stuff above. Regards, Zephaniah.”
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