War of Art

War-of-ArtNathalie puts some of the best posts on Facebook. Especially when her Mojo has gone missing. She’ll write something like, “Mojo where are you today. Won’t you come and play with me?”

According Steven Pressfield, in his book The War of Art, when you can’t get that project started, you have writers block, your Mojo has gone missing, it’s Resistance.

“Resistance cannot be seen, touched, heard, or smelled. But it can be felt. We experience it as an energy field radiating from a work-in-potential. It’s a repelling force. It’s negative. It’s aim is to shove us away, distract us, prevent us from doing our work.”

I’ve had many run ins with Resistance. Today it came in form of a dry throat. As I sat down to write this, all of the sudden I was thirsty. So downstairs I went. On the way I had to play with a few cats, check the pile of mail, put a few dishes away since I was going to get a glass anyway. When I started pouring my ice tea, I remembered what I was doing. I made a deadline with myself that today I would get this SOUL Reader blog post done. With my drink in hand I marched back to my computer without even stopping to see if my new coat came in the mail yet (oh and I so wanted to peek out the door).

What I did is what Mr. Pressfield says defeats Resistance. Being a professional.

As the book describes, the professional makes the commitment, shows up and does her work. The professional shares their art, not just with their Mom or their best friend. The pro puts their work out there for people even to criticize. But there’s a big advantage of turning pro that Mr. Pressfield shares:

“…when we sit down day after day and keep grinding, something mysterious starts to happen. A process is set in motion by which, inevitably and infallibly, heaven comes to our aid. Unseen forces enlist in our cause; serendipity reinforces our purpose.”

These unseen forces are the Muses, Angels, your Mojo.

I turned pro when I launched my Facebook page for SOUL. Since then I have set a schedule for myself every week and show up to get it done. Sometimes I am amazed where the words come from. On those days I thank the Muses, my Angels in all their forms and ask them to come play again with me tomorrow. And today I formally thank Steven Pressfield for his great book.

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