I’ve just re-read Steven Pressfield’s ‘The War of Art,’ a great short-read for anyone struggling with ‘resistance.’
What is resistance? It’s essentially anything that stops you from doing what you want to do, from what you know is the right thing to do.
It’s the voice in your head that reasons with you, encouraging you to bin off your plans to begin than screenplay – the plans that you’d wholeheartedly committed to the night before – and clean the house instead.
It’s the reason why, despite having promised to quit caffeine, you find yourself speaking into the window of Costa Drive-thru, asking for an extra shot in your mega-strength Americano. And of course, throw in the chocolate brownie too!
It’s the inner-perfectionist that stops you from completing pretty much everything, and often from even beginning them.
It’s fear-induced avoidance. It’s shame and judgement of myself and others. It’s a habit of eating and drinking my feelings rather than voicing them out-loud.
At least, this is what resistance looks like to me.
And it’s refreshing to know, I think, that the enemy isn’t my lack of confidence or willpower, or that I’ve been given a bad lot in life, as I once might have argued.
Nope – it’s just resistance, which at least in part, comes from me. From within.
Surely that gives me a better chance of beating it?
What does your resistance look like? Feel free to comment below: