I know i just wrote last week on crushing our goals and keeping our eye on the path. I still am all about doing that. I've been up before the sun every morning. I've done yoga, meditation, manifesting, journaling...you name it, I've done it. I'm still doing workshops on different things and I'm just simply set on achieving what I've set out to do.
AND THEN...
The signs kept saying BALANCE, GIRL.
I mean, literally. I was at a workshop this week where I asked the leader a question and the answer was "OH GIRL....YOU NEED BALANCE..." And the signs with that darned word kept coming in.
So yeah, I'm still up before the sun, I'm still working hard and steadily with extraordinary effort (to paraphrase Hal Elrod) to achieve my non-negotiable goals. But now I had this voice in the back of my head saying BALANCE, while the front of my brain was defensive. I DO HAVE BALANCE! I've had happy hours with friends (okay mostly for work, but it was clients I love and it was drinks so it counts RIGHT?!) I take two hours every morning JUST FOR ME. (Okay, most of it is what I want to do to achieve my four goals) But I don't need balance because I love WORKING TOWARDS MY SET GOALS!
AND THEN...
I get a call from my youngest little guy. He's grown. He's just forever my baby. Go with it.
He'd ordered something, then realized it was wrong. It was being sent to my house and he needed me to simply "return to sender". All good. Easy job. I was up early with the door open, blinds open...I wasn't going to mess up my one job and have UPS simply leave the box and go. Nope. I was ON DUTY.
And my little dude showed up by 8am to wait with me to return a package.
I had coffee on. Still in my pajamas...
And we spent the ENTIRE DAY together. Drinking coffee, talking, laughing. Relaxing, we talked of our goals, our happy things, our hard things, our over-thinky things, all of it.
We had a pajama party.
I wasn't planning on that. I had an art day scheduled. I was suppoosed to paint and make much art to fill up the art side. I had an ad to create and run for the photography side. I have GOALS DAMMIT!!!!!
But while I sat with my son in my pajamas, I didn't think one time about what I was 'supposed' to be doing. I was actually DOING what I was supposed to be doing. I was connecting with my son. I was relaxing. I was striking balance. If I didn't live through today....I would be SO HAPPY that I spent my time with him yesterday. That is PRICELESS.
I'm still happy to go to a networking meeting today, work on orders, painting, blogging, and creating my marketing strategies today. It's all just fine that it all wasn't done yesterday. Not one thing in the universe broke. I didn't break.
So I think...although working 7 days a week sounded fun, (I mean, I love my job)...I think the universe tapping me so often these past week or two was a good thing for me to have heard. So now I ask you:
What do you do for your balance? What is your version of the pajama party?
And if you don't have an answer? Take a morning or a day. Invite a friend or family member over. Make some coffee...and have a ding dang pajama party!
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