What is your hurry?
Trust me. Enjoy the moments you have right now. Otherwise, you will have plenty of time in your elder years to regret the time you are not enjoying now.
Why are you so worried and anxious?
This is another area of life I’m familiar with. Life is crumpled up and tossed away on worry and stress. Rule your life with a kingly confidence that all things will work out for you. One way or another, in time, they will.
What is the purpose of your battle?
In all my years, I learned the first and most important battle we must win is the war waged in mind. Once we conquer discrepancy in our thoughts, we can begin to master a time of peace throughout all realms.
December 3, Moment
Moment. Pick one moment during which you felt most alive this year. Describe it in vivid detail (texture, smells, voices, noises, colors). (Author: Ali Edwards)
The most interesting thought I contemplated on this day, was how I might embrace the moments of 2010 that were hard. Grief. Loss. Heartbreak. The ouches.
After scanning my year for some highlight-ey moments, not one of my memories said to me, “Me! Me! I’m the Moment!” So I decided to look at the hard. Because, I guess, I had a few of those this year. I know you did too.
It’s been a couple of weeks since I posted. I’ve been into another void of sorts. And I’m happy to say that I’m doing a lot better at loving myself through this one than I did the last time this happened.
What happened? Oh, you know, things are running along smoothly and then bam! You hit tired, or exhausted or anything in between. And this eventually, for me at least, leads to doing nothing. Which is the point that I get now.
But not too long ago I beat myself up for not being able to figure out where the void came from or why the void came… basically fixing the shit outta stuff that’s not broken.
Last week, three people asked me about what I had learned after doing the Free Coaching gig I offered at the end of April.
When three people ask, I know it’s time to write. Not that I’ve been looking for things to write about. That appears to me, in every nook & cranny of my life.
But a bigger, underlying false premise behind what stops me from writing is thinking it’s not valuable, relevant or meaningful enough to share.
And since three are asking, I figured even though it feels weird and funky and foreign… I’m willing to share it through my eyes. The things I learned from giving 30 days of free coaching away…
