The following text is an old post from my personal social page (which no longer exists).
It was the first digital expression near the beginning of:
understanding my life's work
understanding that my life is "the work."
Today, I washed my hands in the dark for guaranteed moments of stillness. This manually placed meditation time in a necessarily busy day. Next, I canceled everything that could wait. I choose to work from the sofa instead of a "designated" desk. I didn't get dressed in business casual, and I didn't get dressed AT ALL today to ensure I've not forgotten that life is more important than work. Work is meant to support my life and not the other way around. Today was an aligned and full day. I did everything on my own accord. Work was becoming “too much”...and I work for myself 🤨.
This time last year*, I passed out from stress.
The "good kind", i.e., getting and doing everything I wanted.
The gag is 😮💨🤭 I was in the wrong line (and mindset) of work.
Rest is Our Redemption
Now I know what my true(st) work is...
*= At this point, it's been almost three years, but the message is just as profound.
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