I’ve been super sick the last many days with a nasty virus. True has it too, poor little guy. There’s nothing like being sick to lift the vail on all the silver linings that come with spending a lot of time in bed, needing to ask for lots of help, and wishing upon wishing that you had the energy to play with and care for your toddler.
A couple familiar aha’s hit me while spending all that time resting and recouping. The biggest? The frustrating knowing that we’re moving to fast. Between work, and play dates, and dinners, and staying connected to our friends and family, and and and…..we’re over extending.
A big part of my soul work this year has been to challenge myself to do less. A good friend of mine always tells me that what I consider “slacking off” is likely a normal, healthy load. So I’ve been practicing “slacking off” all year. Lots of saying no. Lots of resisting the urge to produce, produce, produce. Lots of practicing the “I won’t be forgotten if I take a break” mantra. Lots of contemplation and healing work around perfectionism/worthiness/boundaries. Lots of trusting and breathing and allowing and awakening.
What I’ve learned so far in my year of “slacking off” is that there is breath. There is beauty. There is a whole lot of trusting the process. And there’s an enormous amount of loving my heart out. There’s a certain kind of self love I’m learning, too. Turns out it takes a lot of self compassion to give yourself permission to stop over doing it.
And so friends, I wish for you the same sweet surrender: Breath, Beauty, Trust, and Love.