as i was biking home tonight i was thinking that maybe happiness and contentment have some pretty significant connection to the feeling of wanting to be where you are. i mean, looking back on life, there have been times and places that felt so right, and others that took some adjustment. some things just never panned out. i’ve definitely struggled with feeling totally at home or connected in this town since i arrived. i guess there’s always a bit of an adjustment. ups and downs, that settle (eventually?) (hopefully?) into and upward trajectory. but what about when you don’t seem to adjust? even before i was on this ceramic artist track i was pretty nomadic, so i’ve rarely been settled in one place long enough to really come face to face with overcoming disconnection. until now.
i was just thinking that, when things don’t seem to feel right, when you find yourself procrastinating more than you are being productive, it’s not because you are a terrible person/artist and lack any discipline, right? perhaps it is because of the totally human reaction to discomfort and disconnection—>avoidance.
i definitely don’t mean “place” entirely in a physical sense. where we are is definitely a mental state too. and since we can’t always choose where we are, or how long we’ll be there, maybe we naturally cultivate acceptance and excitement about how to move forward. unless we don’t. i mean, sometimes my reptile brain just takes over and avoids and it’s only when things get bigger (i.e. finding yourself avoiding making work a.k.a. your favorite thing in the world to do) that you have to take a step back and evaluate.
ok, so it’s fine. despite all the positives, benefits, and amazing people around me in this time and place, i’m finding myself not feeling it. this is normal-ish. and as a flawed, awesome, multi-faceted individual i can call upon my strengths to move forward and embrace this unique experience i’m having.