A big project?
A small, pesky detail?
Stepping into your power?
Building an interesting life?
Telling the truth?
Actually looking at the numbers?
Hitting publish?
Operating with transparency?
One two-minute, but hard as hell conversation?
The financial reality?
Understanding your grooved, easy to slip back into habits and behaviors?
“What you resist, persists,” I heard someone wise and attuned say.
And now, it seems, I keep seeing all the places I’m resisting.
Hanging around. Weighing me down. Preventing me from deeper, truer, purpose.
The resistance stuff persists, not to make us feel bad though. It’s just being patient, waiting for our acceptance and then action.
Its brave opposite.
