Picture a jazz musician in the middle of an improvisation. He’s not thinking about every single note, he’s not planning every next move—he’s just playing. His fingers move because they know where to go, his ears listen but don’t overanalyze, his body sways with the rhythm, completely in sync with the music. He’s not controlling the music. He is the music.
Now imagine if he suddenly stopped mid-song and thought, Wait, am I playing this right? Should I add a different note? What if this doesn’t sound good? The music would stop flowing. The rhythm would break. The life would be sucked out of the moment.
That’s what happens when you try to control your thoughts, your movements, your actions. You’re trying to plan out a song that is meant to play itself. When you let go, when you trust that the melody will come through you instead of from you, that’s when life flows effortlessly. You don’t need to force every step—you just need to stay in the rhythm.