Day 27
I am observing the thing I have set out to observe and have come back with some notes, here, I will share them:
There is discipline and motivation at neck and neck for the spot of little to none, whoa shots fired.
I am American
250 years is young for a nation
Well how could one say that, I am specifically speaking to this assignment I've given myself.
Let start with: I offered it to myself for the purpose of finding both + having a good time
Like I always say, fun is fun & writing is high on the fun-o-meter.
The more I engage with IRL I find people being worried about writing and generally worried about art and creative pursuits. Any time a person asks me about writing they ask me about money. These people are not close, they could be strangers, they want to know what/howmuch/whodat about revenue. As creative pursuits have been worrying people for centuries, think of the starving artist trope, all worry no imagination.Yet I am here to participate in life and that means engaging fully, enjoying fun.
Fun I found out is not enough of motivation alone.
My goal is fun: see what I learn about myself + in these 30 daysof writing everyday. Writing this on day 4. (I observed 250 years of America yesterday, as an American.) I didn't have a strong schedule around a writing practice other than journaling. Writing poems and blogging as a hobby more than a discipline previously, and now I see, a marriage is in order.
Welcoming myself into the season of organized fun. I am now focused to cultivate the practice that will keep me aligned to my commitment of 30 days, yes, and beyond.
About discipline: this is also called routine and if we are sexy and sultry and soulful: ritual
Mmmmm, the word makes me smile. A way to show deep care by way of organization, commitment. Splitting the load over days, weeks, months and years of the desired goal.
A ritual, an offering and love language is on my doorstep, I pick it up, examine it and bring it in to try it on.
About motivation: this can shift often, the why will change. Nonetheless the why has to stay grounded, rooted in full embodied truth, even as it expands and shifts.
With these two combined I can lock in: my rituals support my why and my why is to have fun.
Don't call me frivolous before you read this part
Fun ain't frivolous, it's life affirming. Fun is reclamation, revolution of sorts, after all I am American.
I am writing for fun for the sake of my hands remembering I am alive, for the sake of my voice being remembered (proverbial but I also orate), for the sake of what's in my heart to be known. I am writing for all the ancestors before me who had something to say but dare not speak. I show up with my desired form of language, my desired slang, tone, and mashing up all the words I wanna. I once criticised all the ways in which my voice was not like other's, maybe not English enough, American Standard English enough. I often reflected back to various English teachers' comments, some of positive recognition, other's authoritative and confused by my language. I felt confused for ages as well, but certainty has since filled my cup.
I am here (America) speaking a language that only lives in my head, something more lives in my heart, in my veins, a language I do not have words for.
I observed July 4, 2026, America, the nation's birthday because I am here, and my people been here and yet that "rooted in full embodiment truth" knows I am also something more, somewhere more aligned. My head is here, my head accepted this language as a tool of obidence & of necessity and my heart knows to hold on until my great foremother's tongue is spoken from my mouth again.
Anytime a person asks me about writing they ask me about money. Money is fun. There is not a way to be disciplined, have a deep rooted why, be enjoying one's self, having fun and NOT make money for me. This is divine order: fun, writing, ritual, embodiment.
Tomorrow,
Lisa
I wonder if turning on the comments could make this a more engaging experience, hm. send a note on the connect page if you have an opinion about that. xo
