Moving the Frame

I’ve been feeling some frustration with my writing lately, like the form doesn’t quite fit the flow. I felt this itchiness a year ago, right before my writing overflowed into a new container- the empty shell of a newsletter I had set up years ago.

It is so easy to focus on the gap between where I am and where I want to be. But the more I listen to other artists talk about their practice, the more it seems these moments of ‘divine dissatisfaction’ (Martha Graham) are inherent to the work.

So I am playing with looking this same moment but moving the frame - from the gap to the reach. Appreciating my effort, my commitment, my creations. Noticing how wholeheartedly I’m putting myself in the arena.

The itch doesn’t disappear, but I am flooded with gratitude for the beauty of exploration, desire, and engaged muscles.