The schedule is showing up every day. Ain’t that the truth?
Show up willing to be a receptacle for the words calling you from out there, and you will hear them, sure as the breeze is bouncing those wind chimes around outside my window just now.
The chimes are a constant metaphor for me, musical chaos singing nature’s song, or is it God, who created nature and is nature, sending me a melodic reward for showing up today to listen and take notes?
Watch and listen for the metaphor; watch and listen and take notes. Next thing you know, you’ve transcribed a book or books.