I keep shelving the dance project that I want to start. There is always something else that needs my attention, something else that I need to focus on. It feels a little overwhelming, to think about adding something else to my plate at the moment. I've just took on two more jobs, which is great in most ways, mostly that I will have a little bit more money, which I badly need. But on the other hand, I'm finding myself a bit more stretched. Having to juggle a few more things around, so that I manage to get everything done. It also means, I'm at home less, which is an adjustment for my girls as well.
And yet, I'm managing it all, so far so good anyhow. I'm tired, but with that tiredness comes the ability to sleep easier. Falling asleep is generally easier and I tend to sleep through the night now, as well. Cos my jobs are all pretty physical. Seems pretty simple really, how we need to tire our bodies, as well as our minds out, so that we can sleep better and yet, it is also easily forgotten. As we tend to do the opposite, instead of tiring our minds, we overstimulate them, stress them out, numb them even. The same with our bodies. We have certainly become less active, as time has gone by.
Where creating more comfort, is seen as the prize now. But at what cost?
I have people tell me all the time, how my life would be easier if I had a car. How it would be great for me when I have to go and get supplies, or be able to nip here and there. But I couldn't imagine not walking most places. The odd time, I might get a lift somewhere, but walking is my main mode of transport and I like it like that, something my girls, especially as they get older, seem to understand less and less. As they become pulled into other worlds, other people's realities. There is a few things, that they would like to change. To make their lives more comfortable and I get it, but also, I want them to know that they can live, strive even, without all that.
It's crazy, how much more comfortable, we have become down through the ages. Some of which are great, but I see how less active, many people become. Rarely walking anywhere, any more. Instead jumping in a car, to always get from A to B. I'm not saying don't have a car, just make sure you spend some time each week, outside walking. Moving our bodies, keep jumping, climbing, dancing, just keep moving.
So, I have realised that I needed to get busy, so that I can jump on that busyness wagon and finally get my little project happening. Today I had a very close friend of mine, come visit, so we could chat about it. Finally with some solid plans, to actually make it happen. To stop limiting myself, with the conversations I have to myself. Cos right now, I can do it and I will.
I absolutely admire your commitment to staying active and intentional about life’s comforts.Your girls are lucky to have such a thoughtful role model!😘
Thank you xx
In the words of Stan Dale, 'Comfort zones are plush lined coffins. When you stay in your plush lined coffins, you die.' I've always found to be the case. The sweet spot of growing is right at the edge of our comfort zones. The more we can stay there, the more we grow. I think that its excellent that you're moving forward with you dance project, and I wish you invincible success with it, my friend! 😁 🙏 💚 ✨ 🤙
Oh I like that quote, it is very fitting indeed.
Thank you my friend xxxx
In glad to hear that, and I've always loved it too. Indeed, and I thought that you might appreciate it. You're always very welcome, of course. 😁 🙏 💚 ✨ 🤙