So, it would be easy to say that once you start a process, it gets better. Which it usually does. Then there are times when in the early- middle, all your "clothes" remain weirdly-shaped. Some fit better, few fit worse. Sounds are louder and longer than you expect. Things remain untidy. You find yourself in the middle of 25 more new things that you haven't done before. Your expectations, you now realize, have been pretty unreasonable the whole time. You are consistently too hard on yourself. You need to ask for more help.

It's only somewhat the narrative of getting-started, learning, then rolling, and getting it. It's better, then still rough, tiring, exhilirating, worthy, awkward, human, filled with painful humilty and huge connection. See below. That's what it's actually like.