I've been playing on my yoga wheel, and it occurs to me that it's a pretty good metaphor for... a lot of things actually. Once you have a feel for it, what you're able to do kind of looks nuts. But figuring it out isn't really all that crazy - it's just a process of trying it (and largely failing) day after day. I didn't have much expectation of progress on a daily basis - but I did have faith that eventually the tiny incremental steps would add up to some real progress. (I probably had this faith based on my experience of learning to ride a unicycle - talk about something that requires an unwavering commitment to just keep showing up, and falling off, until one day like magic it turns out you can ride it.)
Unwavering commitment to keep showing up allows you to learn a lot of different stuff - my first 15 attempts at making resin jewelry were pretty bad (seriously - I have literally made thousands of batches of resin jewelry at this point, and I'm still learning new ways to make it better.) My first attempt at knitting - it took me seven years to finish my first scarf. I probably could have kept showing up a little better on that one. Learning to ride a horse - my first instructor told me that the process of learning to ride doesn't start until you've fallen off five times. My nine-year-old self found that a little odd, but it was certainly true. So the yoga wheel is my most recent reminder - keep showing up, every day, and have faith that eventually all of those days are going to string together and produce something cool. Do you have any good showing up stories? I'd love to hear them.