Resistance
Steven Pressfield’s The War of Art is one of my favorite books. If you’ve read it, you’re likely familiar with the concept of Resistance, that subtle, insidious force that stops us from doing what we’re meant to do. If you haven’t read it, I can’t recommend it enough. It’s a book you can finish in one sitting, but its lessons stay with you for life.
Resistance has been a constant companion in my life. Whether it was something important, like applying for my driving license in my teens, or something seemingly trivial, like shaving in the morning, Resistance always found a way to whisper excuses in my ear.
Last weekend, my wife and I escaped to a beautiful villa nestled in the heart of a plantation estate. It was the perfect getaway, a reminder that joy often hides in the simplest of moments. In that cozy villa, sipping coffee while rewatching the first two seasons of F·R·I·E·N·D·S for what felt like the hundredth time, I was reminded of the beauty of slowing down. It was absolute bliss.
But here’s the twist: before we set out, I felt Resistance creeping in. The idea of a quiet weekend at home seemed far more tempting than waking up early, driving hundreds of kilometers, and venturing into unfamiliar territory. Resistance whispered, Stay home. Don’t bother. Why go through all that effort?
Thankfully, I didn’t listen. Because adventure, and the purest kind of bliss, lies just on the other side of Resistance.
Whatever Resistance is telling you to avoid, challenge it. Break through it. You might just find the moments that make life truly meaningful waiting for you on the other side.
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