Creativity is like a slingshot.
The more we put in the work, the further we pull the sling back.
The better the quality of our effort, the more it stretches back.
Sloppy distracted work would be like barely pulling it back at all, but an hour of deep focus… well, this would perhaps be reaching the limits of how far we can extend the rubber.
Then comes the point where the elastic doesn't stretch any further. We can't pull it back anymore.
We might even be stuck.
What do we do?
Relaxing the mind. Letting go. Going inwards. This is what counterintuitively launches the sling forward.
The projectile speeds forward at the speed of sound, brushing through the branches, breaking forth the turbulent winds, and slicing the skies.
Giving rise to mystical… epiphany, the idea, the connections in our minds.
And then, eventually, it hits the target.
And when it hits…
Eureka!
All coming together like a perfectly designed symphony.
It's the moments between the start and stop, the unknown, the rising tides suspended before impact. Click. That's what makes it all so worthwhile. Zooming out to form the slingshot of life. You can see it everywhere.
Is your sling extended all the way back? Perhaps it's time to let go and see where it lands.
Otherwise, it might be time to pull the sling back again. Even better this time. With some deep focus.
Swoosh.
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