I got to thinking about my tendency to take on too much. Do you do that?
Adrenaline junkies jump off perfectly good bridges and out well functioning planes. And sometimes they create pressure situations that require their best performances.
That last one, that's me. I aim for the moon and then layer on the stars, planets, asteroid belts and a few comets. Too much is not enough - not nearly enough. It's gotta be darned near impossible to get my pulse racing. And then only when it reaches unfathomable do I start to perspire.
Can I relax with this knowledge? That this is all made up? That I am the architect of my experience?
I guess I could relax but that would be highly out of character.
It's the long arduous storm before the brief calm where I become fully alive. The calm is brief because I am a junky. Always thinking about the next fix.
I just gotta chuckle at myself.
So that's what I am doing this evening as I simultaneously freak out (because I have only 9 days until I leave on my six-week motorcycle trip and I am not ready) AND decide to book a two day trip for this Friday and Saturday. Freak out, pile it on, freak out, pile it on, freak out....Everything will be fine. Better than fine, really. It will be great.
Make peace with your methods for bringing out the fully animated you. And don't be under any allusion that things will change. We all have a process that works best. I am just glad Bill is nothing like me because that would be too much overdoing it for one household (he has his own brand of crazy, of course, we all do).
This post is related to the last one because I have come to learn that breakthroughs occur when we find our flow or zone and then go with it. Not against it - with it. Polish with the grain. Find our rhythm.
When I was in the Silver City New Mexico area last year, I took a hike with a local Apache guide named Joe (I did an interesting podcast with him here). Joe said that dancing is important (he was talking about an upcoming Pow Wow) because the Earth needs to hear our songs. This makes great sense to me. The Earth really does need to feel and hear our individual rhythm and song of life.
Now I have the old Police song stuck in my head.... synchronicity....