Back again. Same thoughts, same words, but with different views and perspectives. Despite everything being the same, days don't remain the same. Every day is a new learning, some days with flaws. Today, as always, I would try expressing myself. Not feeling well, I thought of skipping the day. But the thought of improving for the one and only myself, back in my mind, isn't allowing me to do so.
With these thoughts, days are adding to my consistency. I didn't think I would even continue the next day. But when writing took over, expressing myself every day didn't feel that difficult. Some odds tried pulling me back, but writing didn't let me down. I try to be consistent, but it redefined itself when writing started reflecting its meaning.
A few weeks back, as always, I was eager to voice myself out. I did it. Till that date, consistency was all about showing up regularly without any ifs and buts. The next day, I couldn't show up because of sickness. Did my consistency break? What about continuity now? Chaos of questions. I hid in silence for a few hours.
Later, within the calmness, I tried finding myself. What made my consistency? A straight-up answer- efforts; cleared all the fog of questions. If my efforts exist, then so does my consistency. My continuity didn't break, but my perspective did. I understood what actual consistency is.
The next day, I tried writing twice within a single day. I did it after a few days. Never giving up and showing up continued with a new experience.
It's the efforts that define everything growth demands. Without them, everything remains useless. Whatever happens, face down, efforts up, and show up with confidence. This isn't a thought; it's the principle I learned on this writing journey. Anyone's judgment or self-hesitation doesn't matter. Efforts take over every odd.
Learn. Grow. Evolve. Continue.....
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