Dear Resistance,
Thank you. Without you, I would not be who I am today. Even though I wish your invitation got lost in the mail, I acknowledge your presence. I’m sorry I’m not the most inclusive when you show up to the party. I understand why you are here.
You are my voice of judgment. The skeptic whispering in my ear. The pessimist who reminds me of a distorted reality. You resurface the doubts that I thought were gone for good.
You have always been there. Some days more present than others. You cause friction in my decisions. I feel like a slacker when you are breathing over my shoulder judging every choice I make.
Though, without you, creating would be simple. Everyone would be a creator. Life would be too easy. It would be the comfort zone all the time. I wouldn’t have any indicator telling me when I’ve done something to be proud of. There would be no challenges. No battle to fight with fear.
As Steven Pressfield wrote, “ If you don’t love the project that is terrifying you, you wouldn’t feel anything. The opposite of love isn’t hate; it’s indifference.“
I appreciate you reminding me that I am a challenger. You are not my barrier to achievement. You help me recognize the scary things worth doing.
Yours Truly,
JV