Lately I spend more time writing about the facts than anything else.
In my journal, that is. I’m writing a “celebration” list of all I’ve accomplished for the day. Documenting facts in order to combat the voice in my head that has always done a good job of convincing me that I’m not doing enough.
I’m writing ‘Dear Diary’ style letters to myself giving me permission to just BE. Permission to actually see that without massive to-do lists or lofty goals, I’m still doing So Much Every Day. Permission to follow the flow. Permission to operate differently than what once was my go to way of living.
I still make lists. I still plan my week. I’m still super proactive and intentional in every move but the pressure of being perfect and hyper-productive, that pressure is gone. Or at least releasing. That’s where the journaling comes into play for me.
It’s my tool for rewiring my automatic thoughts. It’s my tool for sorting out what used to serve me, hell, used to define my existence, and what now fits better.
Choosing to release the pressure has been a learning curve, to say the least. And it’s also allowed me to reach an entirely new level of operating. One that allows me to vibrate at a different level and honor not only myself but my work in an entirely different way than I ever have before.
My point here? Use the tools you have to help you shift where needed. Hire someone to hold you to it and talk through things as your transforming. And above all else, don’t be afraid to let go of something that’s no longer serving you… even if it was once something that helped define who you are. It’s scary, yes. But it’s all part of the evolution my friend. Embrace it.
