I’ve been hitting one of these for a while.
It’s beginning to feel more and more like ramming my head into it though. But more frustrating than feeling like I’m hitting that wall is knowing it’s one of my own creation.
In the 13th century Rumi, a Persian poet, wrote, “Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it.” Writing has always been my truest love. No matter how many times I walk away or (purposefully or not) try to ignore it, I always come back.
But this recurrent feeling of restless ennui gets stronger every time it returns, and right now it’s driving me up the wall. I am consumed by the urge to create or do, but what I should create or do remains beyond my vision, and it’s increasingly hard to concentrate.
What do you do when you have writer’s block and/or restlessness? Any suggestions?