Gone For a Moment, but Back Again

It’s easy to lose momentum, fall off, and get caught in the current of life. For life will not pause, check its course, and recorrect; it will just continue down the path it started upon, not reminding you of its swiftness. It will just carry on silently and apathetic toward what you do or choose not to do.

I found myself caught in this over the past couple of months. With the idleness compounding my hesitation to return, I kept focusing on other things, or should I say more appropriately, procrastinating. Or, as Steven Pressfield would say in the “War of Art,” I allowed ‘resistance’ to take hold of me. And indeed, it did. I’d say it went as far as throwing me off a bridge without even waving goodbye.

I assume this is the danger of forging one’s own path. Sometimes you get lost in the woods and snatched up by the monsters lurking within. What matters is not how you escaped their clutches but that you did.

Although I wasn’t drafting or publishing blogs over the past few months, I was still hard at work in my mind and thought. I read several books and wrote a considerable amount in my journal, continuously diving deep within to examine my life, purpose, and vision. I dissected events in my life, whether of my own admission or those in the periphery.

Just the day before I wrote this blog, I came to the end of my current journal, and what I wrote on those last two pages was so profound that I finally mustered up the courage to put this blog together. Those two entries may become standalone blogs shortly, so I won’t tease them here.

I also continued to test the waters of social media by creating and posting different types of content. Unfortunately, this is where I started to go astray. Creating some of the things I’ve posted takes much time, and my time is limited as a full-time, stay-at-home dad. I kept telling myself that once I finish this post, that reel, or anyone of my multiple stories, I’ll work on some writing. But that time never came.

But some good came out of all that: a realization that I wasn’t creating or doing anything substantial. I was fooling myself. My real work emanates here and then flows out into social media.

I would be lying if I said I now know exactly what I’m doing, even after this brief reprieve. But I’ve honed in on a few words that better capture my vision for the future: family and freedom, forever.

“Family and Freedom, Forever.”

Happy to be back.

– Greg