Everything has its season

Yesterday morning I started in a floating state, holding onto a few things I'd put on hold.

But strangely, by afternoon I naturally started one of the delayed tasks and got quite a lot done.

Everything has its own timing. There's a reason for procrastination, and if you trust it and wait, the moment comes and you do it.

Is this what it means to trust yourself.

Rather than pushing that work forward with schedules and ambition, I want to keep in mind who it's for and why, and work on it steadily for an hour or two a day. Centering on the desire to be helpful to them, one step at a time.

I'll work on other things alongside it.
Getting absorbed in one sincere thing is good, but if that's not clear, dividing your energy and doing several things bit by bit is also a good way.
Running things in parallel has unexpected power.

Big ambitions and All-In sometimes bring disappointment, frustration, and stalling.
Looking broadly, thinking about why you're doing it, starting without burden and keeping it going steadily. That rhythm matters most.