Umm…..happy new year?
It’s a new decade and while it may be March, I’m ready to revisit my old blog friend.
I feel inspired this morning and though it’s been awhile, here I am.
When I last wrote, I was making bold proclamations about writing daily, spending time on myself amidst the crazy of December, and other such nonsense. At times I love my optimism. At other times, I must admit – I cannot do it all.
December became one of those times. You know how it goes. You are hustling just to keep up in your normal life and then you toss in decorating, gift buying, special eventing, hosting, and so much more…and….forget it.
One day in yoga class I was wracking my brain about what to write about so I could keep up with my daily goal. Rather than being present. Then the teacher started talking about allowing grace with yourself. Grace from the expectations, the pressure, the I must do it all mentality.
Ok.
Grace allowed. So I simplified. Allowed grace. Removed pressure. This whole writing thing – at this point – is supposed to be fun and a stress reliever. Not another obligation.
So grace over the holidays turned into an extended break. Life has been ever-so-busy. The biggest change is the continued evolution of my new job which has taken a lot of mental horsepower. But not necessarily creative horsepower.
So this morning I’m aching just to write. For fun.
A lot has happened in the world. The coronoavirus is in full-fledged outbreak and Seattle is the epicenter of the US. It is freaky and scary and downright inconvenient. For the first time ever, my employer (along with a lot of the city) has us working from home.
So it seems a reasonable time to try to prioritize my new morning routine (i.e. no commute) to write – for me – instead. We’ll see how this goes. No more sweeping proclamations!
Instead, I’m allowing grace. In work, in life, in….me.
The Redefining 