Q&A Session With Resistance (or, Who are we to...?)


Back in February I stumbled upon a passage in Julia Cameron's book, The Sound of Paper, that posed the question:

"If I found myself and my thoughts interesting, what might I try?"

One of the answers I ventured was penning the framework for creative living that's been surfacing over and over in my journal for the past seven years, for creating a life of intention and choice and alignment and joy.

The call to structure and capture this framework is coming in loud and clear these days. Of course this means that resistance, in its quest to protect me, is coming in loud and clear too:

"Do you really have it in you to do this? It takes time and energy. You're tired. It's probably easier not to start."

"Don't do it, there are trolls and mean people out there. If you publish your thoughts they will say mean things and it will break your heart. Do you really want your heart broken? Keep it to yourself. It's safer."

And the classic:

"Who are you to write a framework about creative living? You have no authority on the subject.”

About that last one...

Yesterday I was sifting through some old files and found the draft for a February post where I first wrote about Ms Cameron's question and admitted my desire to capture my framework for creative living. Apparently I'd originally written a second part to my reflection – a second, powerful part that didn't get published on the blog:

"Who do I think I am to do this [pen a framework for creative living]?"

Turns out I had several answers:

I am a person who truly believes in the power of choice and that we can create a life of alignment.

I am a person whose journalling practice has been producing and outlining a particular framework for the past seven years.

I am a person who practices the framework – albeit not always consciously, lives it and discovers its challenges, joys and nuances as she goes along.

I am a person who dislikes self-help clichés yet knows that sometimes things become cliché because they hold a kernel of truth.

I am a person who believes we have our own answers within, sometimes we just need a little prompting to ask ourselves the questions.

I am a person who has nothing to lose in penning this framework except her own time and effort, but has a lot to gain in clarity.


Stephanie, 1. Resistance, 0.

Onward, I say.


Who are YOU to...?

Following Ms Cameron's prompt, the next time your resistance asks you who you are to do something, try answering it.

"I am a person who..."

Write down your answers. It's pretty powerful.

In spirit of discovery,


Lessons From The Garden (or, When did I stop believing?)

Do you remember when you were in grade school and the class planted seeds in tin cans to see what would happen? Every day you watered and checked your can to see if anything was coming up and every day you returned to your seat disappointed until that ONE day. That ONE day you saw that wee bit of green break the earth.

Remember how excited you were?

Yeah that's how I felt when I saw this beauty in the garden today:

She's a beaut, isn't she?

A little more than a week ago I planted an entire packet of Moonflower seeds hoping that one or two - maybe even three - might pop up. I was doubtful.

I counted ten coming up so far.

When did I stop believing?

When did I lose faith?

Look at this one pushing through! YEAH!

I've been so busy buying nursery plants well advanced in their growth, impatient and in a hurry to fill up my empty flowerbeds, that I completely forgot about the awe and wonder that comes with watching a seed gently dropped into the ground a few weeks earlier break the surface of the earth for the first time.

So much symbolism in this one tiny happening. So. many. lessons to be gleaned.

Patience, trust, faith.


In the garden and everywhere else.