I hurry too often, lack the ability to savor my days, and I fret *way* overmuch. But I'm all the time suggesting that folks do exactly what I have struggles with. Go figure.
When a new week is hitting me in the face, I tend to get my head into a mode to finish all tasks as quickly as possible. Why? Don't have a clue, but it seems to be a habit of wanting the satisfaction of finishing everything that's set in front of me so I can then sit and think about it. But it seems to be an effort for me to actually have fun while I'm doing all of this stuff.
I got to wondering...what would my attitude toward life be if I just loosened up my drawers? If I stopped over-thinking and worrying about insignificant details? What if I just take every day as it comes, all shiny and new, and really make attempts to love it? Would it take some practice for me to loosen up and play? Can this dancing stuff I've gotten myself into be used to springboard me into a jollier mindset? Truth is, it's already made me more aware of myself---and in a good way. The nail polish is on (for days at a time---and bubblegum pink this time!), and I sit up straighter, walk with more confidence and am more willing to look folks cheerfully in the eye when I'm out. Guess I feel proud and more happy in my skin.
Still, it's an effort. Well, nothing that's a change happens quickly, but I'm on the right path, it seems. Must keep plowing ahead, and standing tall. Funny, it was just about a month ago when I went to the first dancing class. Now this wouldn't work for everyone, but thinking that we all need something to sink our teeth into---just never figured mine would be ballroom dancing. ;)
When a new week is hitting me in the face, I tend to get my head into a mode to finish all tasks as quickly as possible. Why? Don't have a clue, but it seems to be a habit of wanting the satisfaction of finishing everything that's set in front of me so I can then sit and think about it. But it seems to be an effort for me to actually have fun while I'm doing all of this stuff.
I got to wondering...what would my attitude toward life be if I just loosened up my drawers? If I stopped over-thinking and worrying about insignificant details? What if I just take every day as it comes, all shiny and new, and really make attempts to love it? Would it take some practice for me to loosen up and play? Can this dancing stuff I've gotten myself into be used to springboard me into a jollier mindset? Truth is, it's already made me more aware of myself---and in a good way. The nail polish is on (for days at a time---and bubblegum pink this time!), and I sit up straighter, walk with more confidence and am more willing to look folks cheerfully in the eye when I'm out. Guess I feel proud and more happy in my skin.
Still, it's an effort. Well, nothing that's a change happens quickly, but I'm on the right path, it seems. Must keep plowing ahead, and standing tall. Funny, it was just about a month ago when I went to the first dancing class. Now this wouldn't work for everyone, but thinking that we all need something to sink our teeth into---just never figured mine would be ballroom dancing. ;)
