There are things I’ve been trying to do lately.
Finish the websites.
Write the course materials.
Balance life and business.

That’s a lot of trying.

Guess what’s not happening?

Getting much done.

When I’m trying, I’m putting in effort – but really, I’m using the word ‘trying’ as a justification in my head:
I’m trying to finish the websites, but I don’t know what to say.
I’m trying to write the course materials, but I’m just not feeling it. The timing must not be right.
I’m trying to balance life and business; it’s not my fault I’m running in circles! Life be crazy, yo.

I’m trying to create this amazing life, but it’s not my fault it’s not going right.

Today, I woke up to what I’ve been TRYING to do – I’ve been trying to stay where I am.
Where it’s comfortable, and I know how things go.
Where I know what’s coming each day.
Where dinner is done and clothes are clean, because that’s how it’s supposed to be, not me off *creating*…
Where, frankly, things are pretty boring.

I’m a master at the art of discraction.