Sleep in mornings...time in the studio...staying in my pj's all day...priceless weekend! I was happy to have that kind of weekend to say the least. I should take notes from the Creator of the Universe and take a day of rest regularly. The idea of having a non-work day should be appealing right? Well, since I have been going at a steady non-stop pace for the past 2 months, not working seems like a foreign concept. I came to a command decision last week Thursday (don't ask me why it happened on Thursday...) that I was officially hanging up my work-a-holic hat. I had to take a moment to have my own personal State of the Union and see what things had to go and what needed to stay. What drew my attention to this need to change was the robotic state I found myself operating in. Work. Eat. Sleep. Repeat. Was this to be the life of a soon-to-be 32 year old at a pivotal moment in her personal and artistic development? Was this my plight? I think not. There has to be more. But the question is what is my “more”? For me, “more” is not the accumulation of material possessions or making more money. It's about discovering or re-discovering why I do the things I do and believing in that. It's kind of like the college grad who finally lands the dream job thinking success will come through climbing the corporate ladder. Then after years in the trenches finally realizes that trying to define yourself through titles and find meaning in the barrage emails and meetings is an empty purpose that will eventually dissipate leaving you asking the question, “How did I get here?” Regardless of the occupation, there will always be highs and lows; it's like trying to find a perfect family, it just doesn't exist. One thing that I have learned is that many stresses in life are often self inflicted and we have the power of choice to change directions and demand that life deliver different results.
Going back to my personal State of the Union, one thing that I thought of first was how quality time with God wasn't very “quality”. I mean, trying to shove Bible study into 15-20 minutes and expecting great revelations is wishful thinking to say the least. Also my lack of communication with family and friends hasn't been good for my psyche either.
On a positive note. I left the weekend with a valuable nugget of wisdom. One of those precious gems that has been presented time and time again but I am just now taking notice of it's beauty and worth. The lesson was this: To accept the guidance, opportunities and blessings of God in whatever form they may manifest in my life. So often I pray for or say "faith" things with preconceived images or ideas about how I ought to receive them and what they need to look like. Then God answers in His way and my feathers get ruffled because it came in a different package. Then I complain about not getting things my way. Okay...so... when was the last time I did something my way and it actually worked? Mmmm, perhaps I should check my track record and then look at God's and see which one is better...that won't be a hard one to figure out...
This week is off to an awesome start. Beautiful sunshine always lifts my spirits.
Ah, I just remembered a "love lesson" I overheard my mother say in conversation with a friend. She said we should be to another what we want them to be to us. Good practice for the future...and now:)
Live Authentically,
G
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