Daily Practice

I’m thinking about daily practice. How, bit by bit, small daily actions accumulate to become something meaningful.

Every day new blooms
Dew drop-by-drop hugs the dawn
And so the tree grows

 

Journey notes for writers: I woke up thinking about consistency this morning: Daily practice.

I guess it’s because I’m doing a mindfulness course and an analogy has stuck with me: Mindfulness is like learning to swim. If you learn to swim and you practice, you’ll be fine if you fall out a boat.

It’s the same with writing: practice every day; learn the craft; no matter what it takes. Then, when you sit down to say what you really want to say, the words you need will be there.

OK. That’s it.