It’s strange, isn’t it?
How the very things that make us feel most alive are the same things we often resist the most.
Creating art, journaling, exercising, making love, stepping out alone into nature…
We know how good they feel. We’ve been there before.
The noise of the world fades and something timeless awakens inside us.
We call it flow. Bliss. Freedom.
And yet…we still find ourselves avoiding it instead of doing them every chance we get.
So, why do we resist what we love?
It’s because the things that truly fulfill us don’t just ask for our time. They ask for our full presence.
And the journey from the normal chaos of life to full presence is uncomfortable.
It demands stillness in a world addicted to motion. It asks us to stop performing and start feeling. It strips away our masks until we’re left with nothing but truth.
The raw, unfiltered “now”.
Creating art exists in the now.
Every time you step into the studio, you’re not just meeting your craft. You’re meeting yourself.
The part that wonders if it’s enough. The part that carries the weight of past failures, old expectations, and quiet self-doubt.
That’s the real resistance.
But here’s the thing…that very discomfort is the doorway.
Because once you stay long enough to move through it, presence turns into flow. Flow turns into joy. And joy turns into the sacred moment where time disappears and creation moves through you.
So the goal isn’t to eliminate resistance. It’s to recognize it as the threshold to presence.
When you feel that pull to avoid creating, rewire the way you perceive that feeling. Your art isn’t punishing you for not working on it. It’s calling you. It misses you.
Arrive. Surrender. Return.
Those are the three words that has pulled me back into my space of work over the past week.
Arrive: Before you begin, pause. One breath. One moment of noticing where you are. Let your mind catch up to your body. Creation can only happen where you actually are.
Surrender: Let go of the need to make it perfect, impressive, or even meaningful. Flow begins when you stop trying to do art and start allowing art to do you.
Return: Don’t wait for inspiration to strike. Return to your practice like returning to someone you love. Gently, often, and without condition. Presence deepens through repetition.
Because in the end, resistance is not the enemy.
It’s proof that something sacred is waiting on the other side.
Something that can only be touched when you finally allow yourself to be fully here.
Creation is the party. Resistance is the invitation.
Your work is waiting for you to show up.
Stay creative,
