Comments on: The Law of Distraction http://weavingthedream.com/blog/2009/the-law-of-distraction/ Weaving Experiences of Transformation Sat, 31 Jul 2010 15:29:07 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.0.2 by: Jen O http://weavingthedream.com/blog/2009/the-law-of-distraction/#comment-53123 Sat, 14 Nov 2009 02:54:05 +0000 http://weavingthedream.com/blog/2009/the-law-of-distraction/#comment-53123 For me, choice is not my friend. If I allow myself the luxury of choice, I typically pick the wrong one. But when creative time becomes required, a habit, then there is no thinking twice about it. "Should I sit down and write" becomes "Where is my pen and my notebook?" That said, I am careful in demanding anything from my writing time. In fact, I tell myself that when I go up to my office "I am not going to write a thing." Then my shoulders relax, my mind softens and sure enough, the words start to flow. For me, choice is not my friend. If I allow myself the luxury of choice, I typically pick the wrong one.

But when creative time becomes required, a habit, then there is no thinking twice about it. “Should I sit down and write” becomes “Where is my pen and my notebook?”

That said, I am careful in demanding anything from my writing time. In fact, I tell myself that when I go up to my office “I am not going to write a thing.” Then my shoulders relax, my mind softens and sure enough, the words start to flow.

]]> by: Sheila http://weavingthedream.com/blog/2009/the-law-of-distraction/#comment-53121 Fri, 13 Nov 2009 23:16:40 +0000 http://weavingthedream.com/blog/2009/the-law-of-distraction/#comment-53121 This is so wonderfully true. The problem is that too many people are frightened of looking inward for their sustenance and are only comfortable with things that are outside, that promise nirvana through the full wallet. So sad to see. I was once trapped in Vegas for a week and was so distraught I even went to the Liberace Museum. And promised myself never again. I even sat at the slot machines until my hands turned black with the dirt of the coins that went through my hands. But, mine was a 20 dollar limit each day, which I lost, and I didn't have the 'bug.' I do wonder how many people who are addicted to gambling have creative wealth that they have never acknowledged. But I also know that not everyone does. Anyway, thanks for posting your impressions. You most definitely belong exactly where you have been planted and have bloomed so beautifully. This is so wonderfully true. The problem is that too many people are frightened of looking inward for their sustenance and are only comfortable with things that are outside, that promise nirvana through the full wallet. So sad to see. I was once trapped in Vegas for a week and was so distraught I even went to the Liberace Museum. And promised myself never again. I even sat at the slot machines until my hands turned black with the dirt of the coins that went through my hands. But, mine was a 20 dollar limit each day, which I lost, and I didn’t have the ‘bug.’ I do wonder how many people who are addicted to gambling have creative wealth that they have never acknowledged. But I also know that not everyone does.
Anyway, thanks for posting your impressions. You most definitely belong exactly where you have been planted and have bloomed so beautifully.

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