“As a horse when he has run, a dog when he has tracked the game, a bee when it has made the honey, so a man when he has done a good act, does not call out for others to come and see, but he goes on to another act, as a vine goes on to produce again the grapes in season.”
Translation: We’ll see you again next year!
“…be content if the smallest thing goes on well, and consider such an event to be no small matter.”
You did it! Whether you made our goal of 50,000 words or your goal of simply writing, you did it! Congratulations are due all around. Go Celebrate!
“Pass then through this little space of time conformably to nature, and end thy journey in context, just as an olive falls off when it is ripe, blessing nature who produced it, and thanking the tree on which it grew.”
“The art of life is more like the wrestler’s art than the dancer’s, in respect of this, that it should stand ready and firm to meet onsets which are sudden and unexpected.”
Be ready for site slow-downs, word counts that are less when verified than your text file says, and massive pushes for word wars to boost counts. Like the shirt says, “Keep calm and write on.” You can do it! You are so close!
“That which has died falls not out of the universe. If it stays here, it also changes here, and is dissolved into its proper parts, which are elements of the universe and of thyself. And these too change, and they murmur not.”
And thus ends the dreaded Week Three, with silenced agony and shouts of joy! Celebrate synchronicity and the move toward the end.
“…for the mind converts and changes every hindrance to its activity into an aid: and so that which is a hindrance is made a furtherance to an act; and that which is an obstacle on the road helps us on this road.”
“If thou art pained by any external thing, it is not this thing that disturbs thee, but thy own judgment about it. And it is in thy power to wipe our this judgment now. But if anything in thy own disposition gives thee pain, who hinders thee from correcting thy opinion? and even if thou art pained because thou art not doing some particular thing which seems to thee to be right, why dost thou not rather act than complain?”
Yeah, what he ^ said. No complaining, just do it! Sit down and type!
“How can our principles become dead, unless the impressions which correspond to them are extinguished? But it is in thy power continuously to fan these thoughts into a flame.”
In other words – Keep typing!
“Time is like a river made up of the events which happen, and a violent stream; for as soon as a thing has been seen, it is carried away, and another comes in its place, and this will be carried away too.”
Do your ideas badger you in the most inconvenient places and then disappear as soon as you are ready to write them down? Yeah, mine too. Don’t worry though, another will show up shortly. Just remember to grab that one and wrangle it onto the page.
“Above, below, all around are the movements of the elements. But the motion of virtue is in none of these; it is something more divine, and advancing by a way hardly observed it goes happily on its road.”
Trust your story.
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