If I can’t get to it, I can’t get to it

The photo above is a shot of the workspace I just created to write my book.  This one will be different from my previous books, The Unmarked Path: Finding Your Way Through Change, and Soul-Feeding Studio Time NOW! 

This book has been nudging me since 2017. 

When I gave my Pecha Kucha presentation that year in Fort Collins, I had exactly three weeks to prepare.  I took a deep dive and focused 100%.  Clarifying what I needed to say, working through the material, and creating the presentation helped me understand Dreamkillers and how insidiously they have run my life.

That talk hit a clear note that resonated with the audience.

From that material, I created my signature workshop, Dreams Arising, presenting it many times since.  Participants from the classes still reach out to me with stories of Dreamkiller sightings and how they used what they learned in class to stay strong and brave.

The workshop is so rich with content and so helpful for creative people stopped by Dreamkillers, it has to be a book. 

I must write it down!

But, but, but…

So, knowing a book was ready to be written, I up and moved to Arkansas.  Then moved a year later to my cute little house in the woods.  I had plenty of diversion with packing and unpacking, then packing and unpacking again. Let’s call it what it is: Procrasti-moving!

But that process ended a couple of months ago.  And the book is still inside me.

I know it’s important, I know what to say, I know how to write a book – what is going on?

Containers and boundaries

In my book club meeting a week or so ago, one of the ladies shared that she had to tell a dear friend that her political theories were not welcome.  She needed to draw an uncomfortable line.  She asked the group, “How do you keep a friend but not their opinions?”

Tough question, especially now.

If we think of our lives as a container, we get to choose what is allowed inside and what needs to stay outside.  We do that by creating boundaries.  In this case, her container allowed her long-time friend in, but attempts to persuade her to a viewpoint that conflicted with her values were not allowed.

We decide what goes in our container.

We also get to create containers for what’s important.  Like making our art, like caring for our bodies, like writing a book. 

Create the Container

Writing my book had two blocks stopping me.  I needed to get my authoring software operational again.  And I needed physical space to spread out.  I realized that the only way to put them in place was to, ahem, put them in place.

The software was a simple fix once I focused on it.  My Mastermind group can attest to how long I’ve been grousing about this issue and the helpless whining I did for… years. (Hello Dreamkiller!)  It took about an hour. 

Creating the workspace involved a little more maneuvering.  I first had to release the goal of getting a new sofa this year, which meant I had to move my futon into the living room for seating.  The gap in my den became my research space, what you see above.

My sweet friend and woven-sculpture artist Karen Pierce was straightening her studio while we chatted by phone.  When I shared my breakthrough and marveled at the progress I’d already made, she laughed, “Right!  You can’t get to it if you can’t get to it!”

Did I tell you how wise she is?

Got it.  Create the container to get to it – so you can get to it!

What container do you need?  How will you start? 


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