Many a times the thought arises that I should force myself to doing something. Now there is no joy in that. The heart fails to acknowledge that it is a thing that one is enjoying doing. This would perhaps lead to doing things just for the sake of doing and I hate that.
The water when first starts flowing, has to force itself to find the path. When this happens over a period of time, a direction is created. A pathway that is followed, without any problem. The appearance as if it has been just fine that way since a long time.