This is my writing weekend. I have an exciting project to work on that also scares me--I want to do a good job. And I am at the moment when I have created the outlines, gathered up the materials, organized some of the information--and now I have to get to work.  And I'm feeling scared.

Can I really dive into this pool once more? How do I get myself to the place where I am inside the work and feeling one with it so that there's a strong, compelling flow? That's my goal for today. 

Like the canoeist pushing off into the river, the diver on the board, this is the moment to engage--with both my intent and my material.

By this time tomorrow, I would like to be a third of the way down the river--but I will only get there by writing, not by talking about my need to write. And so this is the moment I take a deep breath, strive for calm, and turn to the piece I need to write.