Another day, another ambition abandoned.
I started a new blog, Asana Year, about two weeks ago, intending to do, and blog, yoga on a daily basis.
Hahahahahahahhhaa, I hear you say.
Actually, that was me. I know my propensity for what my fellow Ravelers call “startitis” – great ideas with inadequate follow-through. I knew it when I started the site, just like a few others I’ve made – and some I’ve joined.
It started with Geocities. I have a long history of aimless Internet presence.
To which I say: So frikkin’ what?
I love order. I find it comforting. I want to compartmentalize my life until it ticks happily along without my interference or maintenance.
Life just doesn’t work like that.
If I am disordered, or haphazard, or neglectful of my ambition-of-last-week, OK. As I have occasionally proven to myself, I do come back to previous endeavors. If my focus is elsewhere, fine. If this is the way my mind works, devouring interests in fits and starts, then that’s what I’ll go with.
I discipline myself to concentration and persistence in my job, 40 hours per week. If the rest of my mental exercises are scattered as a result, let them scatter.
Chances are they need it.