Less is more.
This is something I am practicing. I bought into the myth of busy-ness – work more, do more, get more done…schedule, race, run, fill the day. I’m not sure how many people find this philosophy serves them well…but I am not one.
I need balance. I am, after all, a Libra. But, in the past, when I felt the need to rest, I would ignore it, feel guilty, or wonder what was wrong with me that I wasn’t able to do more. The only time I really allowed myself a rest was if I didn’t feel well or completely crashed.
I’m changing my way of thinking. I’ve been learning more about women’s bodies, hormones, and what happens as we age. There is one consistent message. Chill out. Rest. Less is more.
This message felt counter-culture – but my body was saying, “Yes!”
I had to push myself out of my comfort zone to rest – allowing myself to take a nap, read, or enjoy a bubble bath. I say push because it felt wrong.
How did we come to this place of chronic busy?
As a woman, mother, wife, daughter – I’ve felt the responsibility of everyone and everything. Is this cultural, generational or self-imposed – probably all of the above. But none of it was working for me as I aged.
So, I practice. Practice resting. Practice listening to my body. Practice doing less.
And yet, everything still seems to be getting done. But I feel happier and more at ease.