You know that busyness doesn’t necessarily equal success, right?
Then why are you still beating yourself up about how much you’re not achieving, not accomplishing, not placing a big, fat TICK! next to?
I’ve got an inkling as to why.
Firstly, and from the outside looking in, I’d say you’re probably dealing with some comparison issues, which, when you’ve been casting your attention Out There for too long, isn’t a difficult place to land in. The more we shift out focus from our inner world to our outer, the more we compare ourselves to others. Period. (Tweet it!)
But deeper than that, I reckon you’re *still* white-knuckle gripping an out-dated, conditioned, industrial age, bullshit belief that you are only as worthy as your body and brain are busy. In other words, whether consciously or not, you're treating The Busy Trap as gospel.
If you haven’t already guessed, I’m on a bit of a mission to bust a cap in the ass of this mindset.
Because I’m tired. I’m tired of the people I mentor, care about, work with, and deeply love, falling prey to an external pressure that intensifies to such extremes that it begins to feel insular; like it’s electrocuting our cerebrospinal fluid, or something. (Too dramatic?)
And I’m also tired of us all leaning into our accomplishments for validation. Celebrate your success? Bloody oath! Allow yourself to be defined by them? Just… no. I will not stand for it. Not because your achievements are better than you, but because YOU (the real you) transcends any and all conceivable achievements.
And - surprise, surprise - I’m also tired of being so damn hard on myself, too. (You saw that coming, didn’t you?)
This is one of those topics that just simply needs a video; a little body language, a little extra expression, a little cheeky cheek. So without further ado...
CLICK PLAY and bid au revoir to The Busy Trap.
Even roller coasters include lame bends and corners which allow you to catch your breath and gather back a little of your sanity.
Life will scoop you up and make a run for it sometimes, but when it offers you a reprieve, an odd trough to break up the peaks, or even just a fricken plateau, take it! Take it with wide, open arms, and be thankful for the purposeful pause.
Your time to pounce back into the game is coming; momentum is building. For now, enjoy the presence of who you are in this world, find your bearings, cook yourself a nice meal, and heed the call when it feels right.
The whole point of this post: you have permission to slow down.
Who's going to join me in devoting to the faith of divine timing, of quality rather than quantity? Let me know in the comments.
As always, all shares appreciated.