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When the Universe Says, “Stop!”

My personality is more like the Energizer Bunny, so signs to stop working, moving and shaking, and cease and desist from busy-ness are often ignored.

These past few weeks, we’ve been focusing on balance, and release. These words from on high have nudged my soul. But not enough to cause me to stop the insane merry-go-round of activity that is my current life.

So, in the infinite wisdom that is greater than my own ill-advised but seemingly good intentions, I was sucker punched by the universe.

No “to-do” list is more powerful than a knockout bout with an upper respiratory infection.

It started on Sunday, when waking up felt like emerging from quicksand. But I had a plane to catch! I stared at the check-in screen, as I have many times before, and couldn’t for the life of me find my record locator. Like a child in kindergarten, I gazed at the American Airlines representative, handed over my license and said, “Please help.”

She did, thankfully. Probably wondering if I’d had a few drinks to pre-game my flight.

I still didn’t catch on that I was sick, though.

I don’t have time to be sick! I have BIG meetings over the next two days, a calendar project that is on deadline, a mom in assisted living who depends on me, and godknowswhatelse.

When I arrived at Kamp Kantor (how I refer to the the lovely home away from home when in town for work meetings), my benefactors Renee and Steve took one look at me and said, “Go to bed.”

Too feeble to argue, I did.

And awoke, feeling as if hit by a dump truck of sick.

Since the soundtrack that usually plays in my head when faced with obstacles is Taylor Swift’s “Shake it Off” I proceeded. Armed with a bag of Ricola cough drops and a boatload of resolve, I plowed through day one of meetings.

And promptly returned to Kamp Kantor to collapse.

The benevolent couple changed my flight to ensure that after Tuesday’s meetings, I’d go directly home.

The joy of working from home is that working sick means you won’t infect anyone else.

The challenge of working from home is that, when you should take a sick day, you still work.

Until you simply can’t anymore.

By Friday, I couldn’t ignore this nasty bug any longer. There I sat in the doctor’s waiting room for almost TWO HOURS for them to spend five minutes to prescribe me the antibiotic I needed.

Friday…Saturday…Sunday…all spent horizontal, binge-watching Downton Abbey.

It was bliss.

If not sucker-punched by sickness, I’d NEVER have taken the time to stop and simply rest.

And you know what was remarkable?

The world didn’t end. My mom was fine without me. Mark ate meals I didn’t cook. No crucial deadlines were missed. And I got to sob through the final season of Downton. Better late than never.

If you are getting signs to “stop” and instead, you keep going? You may be asking for Universe-induced break.

When it comes, enjoy it.

Now about this word RELEASE, have you ever considered changing the channel? There’s a big difference between giving up…and letting go:

https://youtu.be/GhCYEKpTazI

To our awakenings! (And our sleepings, too.)

xoxoxo
Brenda

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Give Me Just a Little More Time

Time flies, even when you’re NOT having fun.

I love the old song Give Me Just a Little More Time. Though the rest of the sentence is “…and our love will surely grow…” you could just stop it at the time part for me.

Wouldn’t it be great if you could just supersize your day and tack on an extra three hours when needed?

Three extra hours!

I’d nap, for sure. I’d get that long overdue pedicure. Write some notes to people I love. Maybe even wander downtown or hit the gym far more often.

You know your life is out of balance when the reminder postcard from your dentist is three months old.

Seriously, how did life get so busy that I can’t make time to get my teeth cleaned!

This was one of my most-liked posts these past two weeks, and I know it strikes a chord with many of us:

I hear you! “How can I sit and so nothing when there is so much to DO???”

But to paraphrase the great writer Anne Lamott: “Everything works better after you unplug it. Including you.”

One of the drawbacks of being an optimist is that I think I can keep adding stuff to my plate. Which is now a Thanksgiving-turkey-sized platter. And soon I’ll need a trough if I don’t start saying NO.

By the way, no one is forcing me to do anything. I get excited and I volunteer myself for all kinds of endeavors.

So how do I know when I’m out of balance? When I’m too busy to hear my inner guidance system.

If I don’t check in with myself on a regular basis, I easily lose my way. I forget that I am pure positive energy with limitless potential, creating my life, one thought at a time. Instead, I react to life as if playing whack-a-mole instead of being intentional about it.

And when I’m all caught up in the time suck tizzy of projects, plans, deadlines, and obligations, I’m out of sync with the REAL me.

Pulling this word “balance” has been a real wake-up call for me.

The greatest truth? No one can get me back into balance but ME. Just like I can’t blame anyone else for getting me OUT of balance.

So it’s time to start saying no to some things. Time to cancel some plans. And un-supersize my plate. You, too?

https://youtu.be/f0A_Ouwzad4

I love how this new word perfectly aligns with the call to restore balance in our lives.

Wishing you wisdom and grace to say no – and let go…

Love,
Brenda

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