I came back from BlogHer all fired up, full of ideas and dreams. But it seems that I've run out of a bit of steam. There are not enough hours in the day for me stick to my routine, let alone add something to that routine. I feel my days are very organized. Too organized. There's no leeway. I can't. I'm tired. I'm not enough.
At first I looked at this picture and thought it was a great representation of my thoughts right now. The Sphinx is hiding or bearing it's head in the sand. Sort of bleak. Then I realized, the Sphinx isn't hiding. It's resting, lying in wait. It's a much nicer thought. Time is so odd. It's so easy to get caught up and think that things have to happen right this very minute. That the act of not doing, doing, doing makes me less of a decent human being if I don't make it happen right this very minute. But we hear in the back of our brains that time is short and we forget. We forget that time is relative. I know I'm doing the best that I can in this present moment and who's to say that isn't enough. We are our worst judge.
Instead I should be taking my cue from the resting Sphinx. Using this time to rest, to really give pause before writing or speaking. It is another practice in mindfulness. It is another practice in patience. I take pause now so that I am not tired. I can and I am enough. Sometimes our hardest acts of goodwill and kindness are those towards ourselves. So, I remind you today. Be patient with yourself. Be kind to yourself. Love yourself. And the rest will fall right into place.
Happy Love Thursday.