When was the last time you felt stuck?
I mean truly, absolutely, stuck?
It's not a particularly fun feeling is it.
It feels like an end. There's no place further to go.
When I'm there, I find myself racing to get unstuck as fast as possible.
Part of me feels that getting unstuck is simply a matter of effort.
Persistence.
The solution is just out of reach, and yet I want to keep reaching in the hopes of grabbing it.
Let's explore stuckness a slightly different way.
From one of my favourite novels:
"Stuckness shouldn't be avoided. It's the psychic predecessor of all real understanding."
Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance, Robert M. Pirsig
What if stuckness wasn't an end, but rather a beginning.
Stuckness is a sign.
A sign that we've reached a boundary.
Beyond the boundary is something new.
Something unexplored.
Possibly something quite beautiful.
We might have a burning desire to discover what that something is immediately, but perhaps its nature is to reveal itself very slowly.
In order to discover it, ironically, you might have to give up trying to look for it.
After all, if you knew what it was, wouldn't you have found it already?
Perhaps if stuckness were a literal sign, what it might say is:
Cease all effort and be patient, something beautiful is about to reveal itself to you.
