How Resistance Shut Me Up & What I’m Doing About It

It feels like forever since I have written a blog post. In total transparency, it has been a few months since I have done any creative writing of any kind.

And it’s not because I don’t like to write, I do. I love to write. It’s just every time I have tried to come up with something to share with all of you, a feeling of resistance washes over me.

It starts in my belly and then rises up in my throat, where it stops. Cutting off my words, drowning out my thoughts with its ever so slight choke-hold. (I know that sounds so dramatic.)

So, rather than fight the resistance, I don’t write. Instead, I walk away and say to myself, “Maybe next week.” Then next week comes and I’m still not writing. So, I let the resistance win.

WHAT’S THIS REALLY ABOUT???

This blog post isn’t really about not writing blog posts or working on a book that has been in the works for what seems like forever. This post is about resistance. Yep, the resistance I have ignored and left to its own devices.

And as I sit here writing this blog post, I’m reminded of something Marie Forleo once wrote, “If you don’t share your true voice with the world, you’re stealing. Because there’s someone out there RIGHT NOW who needs what you have to offer! Someone who needs to hear…