Practice

It's such a risk to start new things, make changes, learn something I've never done. I'm remembering how much I love learning and how much I hate learning curves. I want to simply be good at this. I want to be a great craniosacral therapist. I want to simply know how to give a great massage. But I'm at the beginning. I have to practice. There is no substitute for simply doing the thing I need to learn over and over and over. It's giving me more sympathy for my kids who are starting new things. Asher has days when practicing saxophone is unbearable. Ella gets frustrated that she's not quite able to do the splits yet. Abiel doesn't like doing anything she can't pick up in 2.5 seconds, and Judah . . . . well, he observes until he's sure he can master it.

I want to always be learning new things rather than staying in the comfortable strengths and hobbies I know. It's stretching my brain, my heart, and my confidence. In the end, I hope I can say I've done what it takes to be as good as I want to be as a therapist. And that will be after many hours of excruciating practice.