"Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who am I not to be?" Marianne Williamson
Most of us think that not displaying our talents is a form of 'humble-ness', a modesty (a becoming modesty even), the polite way to be. "I couldn't possibly", we say. "I can't". Think about your favourite musicians, artists, thinkers, leaders, writers...aren't you glad that they didn't say "I can't". Imagine a world where nobody let their talent shine. Imagine how dull and boring that would be.
There is nothing polite about hiding who you are and what you are good at. When you come out and 'be magnificent' you enrich the world. By being smaller than you are, you 'take away' from the world. Today, start living into your talents. Not for you, not to be big-headed, but to enrich the world with what you have to give.
Listen to your heart, you know you want to!
love
Donna.x
Monday, April 30, 2007
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
Choose Who You Are
Who are you?
Who are you when you are not being busy?
Who are you when you are relaxed and on holiday?
If the answers to all 3 are not the same, why not? To be clear, I'm not just asking you...I'm asking me too! I've realised recently that although I think I am very relaxed and chilled and very 'myself'...I am also a busyholic! And often far too tired in my time off to be any more than 'in the room', never mind being my joyful, passionate, friendly, humourous self! Sound familiar? It seems to be a 21st century plague!
And here's the wierdest thing about it...we get to choose who we are! Yes, we get to choose being stressed, short-tempered, tired, arsey. Ok, nobody (well, not many people!) would choose that deliberately. We choose it unconsciously by what we do. Why are we stressed? Because we spend too much time being busy and not enough resting. Why are we short-tempered? Over-tired. Why are we tired? Not enough rest and recuperation.
If you can be fun, lively, energetic and gorgeous on holiday, you can do it all the time. You just need to change your choices. As ever, this doesn't have to be a drastic choice - just small changes to your life will have a profound impact on your personality. Ask anyone who has taken up yoga or has a massage...1 hour of that and suddenly you are relaxed and chilled!
The question really is who do you want to be?
Love
Donna.x
Who are you when you are not being busy?
Who are you when you are relaxed and on holiday?
If the answers to all 3 are not the same, why not? To be clear, I'm not just asking you...I'm asking me too! I've realised recently that although I think I am very relaxed and chilled and very 'myself'...I am also a busyholic! And often far too tired in my time off to be any more than 'in the room', never mind being my joyful, passionate, friendly, humourous self! Sound familiar? It seems to be a 21st century plague!
And here's the wierdest thing about it...we get to choose who we are! Yes, we get to choose being stressed, short-tempered, tired, arsey. Ok, nobody (well, not many people!) would choose that deliberately. We choose it unconsciously by what we do. Why are we stressed? Because we spend too much time being busy and not enough resting. Why are we short-tempered? Over-tired. Why are we tired? Not enough rest and recuperation.
If you can be fun, lively, energetic and gorgeous on holiday, you can do it all the time. You just need to change your choices. As ever, this doesn't have to be a drastic choice - just small changes to your life will have a profound impact on your personality. Ask anyone who has taken up yoga or has a massage...1 hour of that and suddenly you are relaxed and chilled!
The question really is who do you want to be?
Love
Donna.x
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
What is possible within
Whilst spending some time in a meeting with my business this afternoon (for my inspiration for this, see www.successandspirit.com), the business expressed that it's purpose for me was to explore what was possible within.
Just sit with that for a moment. What is possible within. For me, this is a very stirring phrase - it's not about reaching above my ability, achieving goals, making things happen - these are all part of it, but too narrow to express the whole. What is possible within.
All things are possible within, and my business gives me a vehicle for exploring them. Can't wait!
What is possible within for you? And how is your mind/ego/circumstances constraining those possibilities? If all things are possible, then you, too, could find a vehicle for exploring what is possible within for you...
Can't wait for that either!
Love
Donna.x
Just sit with that for a moment. What is possible within. For me, this is a very stirring phrase - it's not about reaching above my ability, achieving goals, making things happen - these are all part of it, but too narrow to express the whole. What is possible within.
All things are possible within, and my business gives me a vehicle for exploring them. Can't wait!
What is possible within for you? And how is your mind/ego/circumstances constraining those possibilities? If all things are possible, then you, too, could find a vehicle for exploring what is possible within for you...
Can't wait for that either!
Love
Donna.x
Monday, April 23, 2007
Self Reliance
In our world of me, me, me, self-reliance and independance conjure up images of having a spanner in one hand and a wooden spoon in the other. Look at me, I can do ANYTHING! Well, hap hap hazah, she muttered sarcastically. Forgive me for not quite getting it - what's the point in doing everything yourself? I'm sure I have an ancestor in the aristocracy...I'd much rather get other people to do things for me.
Not just because I'm lazy, but because the mechanic does a better job than I do! And this drive toward self-reliance in this sense has left us a nation who are critical of all we CAN'T do, forgetting the things that we CAN do. It's left us exhausted and stressed - trying to do absolutely everything ourselves. Stop now. The only thing that only you can do is take excellent care of yourself - for me, this is true self-reliance.
The other stuff is just time-fillers. Who cares if you can't bake the perfect cake, work a power tool or make your car purr like a Rolls? What you CAN do perfectly is to be yourself - if you take care of yourself well, and let yourself 'be'. It sounds like the hardest work on earth...and it's the easiest and most beautiful thing just to be yourself. Your true self is a lot gentler on you than you allow.
When will you turn on the true self reliance of relying on your TRUE self?
Love
Donna.x
Not just because I'm lazy, but because the mechanic does a better job than I do! And this drive toward self-reliance in this sense has left us a nation who are critical of all we CAN'T do, forgetting the things that we CAN do. It's left us exhausted and stressed - trying to do absolutely everything ourselves. Stop now. The only thing that only you can do is take excellent care of yourself - for me, this is true self-reliance.
The other stuff is just time-fillers. Who cares if you can't bake the perfect cake, work a power tool or make your car purr like a Rolls? What you CAN do perfectly is to be yourself - if you take care of yourself well, and let yourself 'be'. It sounds like the hardest work on earth...and it's the easiest and most beautiful thing just to be yourself. Your true self is a lot gentler on you than you allow.
When will you turn on the true self reliance of relying on your TRUE self?
Love
Donna.x
Thursday, April 19, 2007
A thought on Simplicity
Confucius said
"Life is really simple, but we insist on making it complicated"
Guilty as charged. And you?
Love
Donna.x
Wednesday, April 18, 2007
The wisdom of maturity
I just re-read my post from Monday and started laughing. Here's me being all high-handed and on my soap box about expressing your marvellous eccentricity...and not a decade ago, I would have judged someone who went to the opera, or went for a walk, or did anything outside my 'circle of normality'.
When did it shift...well, when I discovered that walking and opera were good! When I realised that so many of my judgements were wrong. When I realised that I wasn't as worldly wise as I thought I was. And mostly, when I went travelling. Travellers are a curious cross section of society - you meet so many people you would not ordinarily come across...and thus are led to a dazzling array of activities and ideas you didn't know existed.
Getting older does the same sort of thing...if you let it. Just by living, year after year, and learning from new people and places and ideas. By being open to the wonder life has to show you every single day...if you look for it. The wisdom of maturity to me is that happy realisation that there is so much to learn, experience, see, do, feel, hear...quite wonderful. That's why I intend to live til I am 105 - so I can fall even more deeply in love with life!
Agatha Christie said "I like life. I have somtimes been wildly, despairingly, acutely miserable, racked with sorrow, but through it all I still know quite certainly that just to be alive is a grand thing." Hear hear.
Are you getting wiser as you get older? Or are you getting narrower? Do you embrace life? Or do you tightly control life? My vote is that you spread out your arms and welcome life in...
Love
Donna.x
When did it shift...well, when I discovered that walking and opera were good! When I realised that so many of my judgements were wrong. When I realised that I wasn't as worldly wise as I thought I was. And mostly, when I went travelling. Travellers are a curious cross section of society - you meet so many people you would not ordinarily come across...and thus are led to a dazzling array of activities and ideas you didn't know existed.
Getting older does the same sort of thing...if you let it. Just by living, year after year, and learning from new people and places and ideas. By being open to the wonder life has to show you every single day...if you look for it. The wisdom of maturity to me is that happy realisation that there is so much to learn, experience, see, do, feel, hear...quite wonderful. That's why I intend to live til I am 105 - so I can fall even more deeply in love with life!
Agatha Christie said "I like life. I have somtimes been wildly, despairingly, acutely miserable, racked with sorrow, but through it all I still know quite certainly that just to be alive is a grand thing." Hear hear.
Are you getting wiser as you get older? Or are you getting narrower? Do you embrace life? Or do you tightly control life? My vote is that you spread out your arms and welcome life in...
Love
Donna.x
Monday, April 16, 2007
Eccentricity rocks
Last night I was reading Anne Perry's Bedford Square 
(victorian murder mystery...gotta love it!) and my attention was captured by one of the characters, who felt that only the 'most eccentric' of interesting characters could relieve her boredom.
It got me thinking about that eccentricity. Nowadays called wierd, abnormal, strange and mocked and vilified in 'normal society'. In Victorian society what was called 'polite society' - something we now look back at with tolerant amusement at their blatant discrimination, bizarre rules of what was the 'done thing' and rigidity. I wonder if anything has really changed? Aren't there now 'standards of behaviour' to adhere to or risk being ostracised by society?
I am not talking here about murdering the neighbours and burying them under the cabbage patch. I am talking simply of being who you are and doing what you love to do without having some infantile eejit point and laugh. This is a real hot button for me, because I am 'weird' for many things - liking opera, belly dancing, going for a walk, being a coach and masseuse, not wanting to sit in a crowded, stinking pub 7 nights a week.
Weird? Not in my view! Eccentric? CERTAINLY! I love the freedom of that word 'eccentricity' - there doesn't appear to be the same negative connotations to being an eccentric as there is to being a weirdo! Yes, I know it is sophistry, but sophistry is the key to all. And so, today I am revelling in my marvellous eccentricity, and the knowledge that should Lady Vespasia Cumming Gould meet me, she should find me most interesting.
Would you rather be a magnificent eccentric, or a drone?
Love
Donna.x
(victorian murder mystery...gotta love it!) and my attention was captured by one of the characters, who felt that only the 'most eccentric' of interesting characters could relieve her boredom.It got me thinking about that eccentricity. Nowadays called wierd, abnormal, strange and mocked and vilified in 'normal society'. In Victorian society what was called 'polite society' - something we now look back at with tolerant amusement at their blatant discrimination, bizarre rules of what was the 'done thing' and rigidity. I wonder if anything has really changed? Aren't there now 'standards of behaviour' to adhere to or risk being ostracised by society?
I am not talking here about murdering the neighbours and burying them under the cabbage patch. I am talking simply of being who you are and doing what you love to do without having some infantile eejit point and laugh. This is a real hot button for me, because I am 'weird' for many things - liking opera, belly dancing, going for a walk, being a coach and masseuse, not wanting to sit in a crowded, stinking pub 7 nights a week.
Weird? Not in my view! Eccentric? CERTAINLY! I love the freedom of that word 'eccentricity' - there doesn't appear to be the same negative connotations to being an eccentric as there is to being a weirdo! Yes, I know it is sophistry, but sophistry is the key to all. And so, today I am revelling in my marvellous eccentricity, and the knowledge that should Lady Vespasia Cumming Gould meet me, she should find me most interesting.
Would you rather be a magnificent eccentric, or a drone?
Love
Donna.x
Friday, April 13, 2007
Sweets, Sciatica and sore throats
I am in the wars today - I have sciatica (not helped, unsurprisingly, by my belly dance class today) and a really bad sore throat - you know the sort that it hurts to swallow with? aaargh. Years ago, when I was a smoker, I had constant throat problems and lost my voice on average once a month. I went to see a voice therapist, who told me that throat sweets are really bad for sore throats and that chewy sweets, like opal fruits, chewitts etc were much better.
What a magnificent piece of advice! Ever since that conversation, I have chomped my way through sweets whenever I have a sore throat - and it works. The reason being that those sweets stimulate your own saliva which lubricates the throat better than anything else. However, a problem exists. Today, I have eaten a packet of opal fruits and 4 packets of chewitts...they ease my throat momentarily only.
And now I feel sick. And my throat is still sore! It is a terrible shame for me. What's my point? For once, I don't have one. I am sure there is a lesson to be learnt in here somewhere, but frankly my butt hurts (the sciatica), my throat hurts...and I don't care about the lesson. Unless of course, it is to take better care of myself...hmm I guess I could do that. If you will excuse me, I hear the call of a good book.
Don't forget your self care this weekend!
Love
Donna.x
PS Didn't think I could get through a post without a point...I'll try harder next time. Maybe
What a magnificent piece of advice! Ever since that conversation, I have chomped my way through sweets whenever I have a sore throat - and it works. The reason being that those sweets stimulate your own saliva which lubricates the throat better than anything else. However, a problem exists. Today, I have eaten a packet of opal fruits and 4 packets of chewitts...they ease my throat momentarily only.
And now I feel sick. And my throat is still sore! It is a terrible shame for me. What's my point? For once, I don't have one. I am sure there is a lesson to be learnt in here somewhere, but frankly my butt hurts (the sciatica), my throat hurts...and I don't care about the lesson. Unless of course, it is to take better care of myself...hmm I guess I could do that. If you will excuse me, I hear the call of a good book.
Don't forget your self care this weekend!
Love
Donna.x
PS Didn't think I could get through a post without a point...I'll try harder next time. Maybe
Thursday, April 12, 2007
The Secret of Success
I received this today in an e-mail and just loved it:
"Sir, What is the secret of your success?" a reporter asked a bank president.
"Two words"
"And, Sir,what are they?"
"Right decisions."
"And how do you make right decisions?"
"One word."
"And, sir, What is that?"
"Experience."
"And how do you get Experience ?"
"Two words"
"And, Sir, what are they?"
"Wrong decisions"
If you're too scared to make wrong decisions, you may never learn to make the right ones. Hoorah for fuck-ups!
Love
Donna.x
"Sir, What is the secret of your success?" a reporter asked a bank president.
"Two words"
"And, Sir,what are they?"
"Right decisions."
"And how do you make right decisions?"
"One word."
"And, sir, What is that?"
"Experience."
"And how do you get Experience ?"
"Two words"
"And, Sir, what are they?"
"Wrong decisions"
If you're too scared to make wrong decisions, you may never learn to make the right ones. Hoorah for fuck-ups!
Love
Donna.x
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
Opera and experience
I went to the Opera last night, Madam Butterfly. It has been said by several people who know me that they would never have believed me an opera fan! Quite right too - I'm not exactly your stereotypical opera-goer. What I am though, is open minded to new experiences...and I love to try out new stuff. When I was in Australia, I decided that I had to see an opera at the Opera House...and discovered that I loved it.
It's been 6 years since I went to the opera for the first time, and in those intervening years I only went once. Last night, during the first act (in which I was utterly lost) I wondered what the heck I was doing there...until the moment that I got goosebumps, my hair stood on end, and I was utterly transfixed. The opera, for me, is not a passive experience that I just watch...it is a visceral experience that somehow makes my heart and soul soar...even when my head is going 'what the f...'
That moment of goosebumps is worth the ticket price on its own...and when you get 20 of those moments, plus a beautiful production of an opera, you are onto a winner. I might never have gone to an opera in my life - as I said, I'm not a typical opera-goer...but I am so glad I gave it a try...and in 2 months time, Carmen - I can't wait! (although I will make sure I have a clue of the plot in the first act this time)
What might you enjoy the experience of if you let yourself try?
Love
Donna.x
It's been 6 years since I went to the opera for the first time, and in those intervening years I only went once. Last night, during the first act (in which I was utterly lost) I wondered what the heck I was doing there...until the moment that I got goosebumps, my hair stood on end, and I was utterly transfixed. The opera, for me, is not a passive experience that I just watch...it is a visceral experience that somehow makes my heart and soul soar...even when my head is going 'what the f...'
That moment of goosebumps is worth the ticket price on its own...and when you get 20 of those moments, plus a beautiful production of an opera, you are onto a winner. I might never have gone to an opera in my life - as I said, I'm not a typical opera-goer...but I am so glad I gave it a try...and in 2 months time, Carmen - I can't wait! (although I will make sure I have a clue of the plot in the first act this time)
What might you enjoy the experience of if you let yourself try?
Love
Donna.x
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
Happy Easter
In case you missed this week's newsletter, here it is:
Welcome to ‘OnTheBeach’ the newsletter which aims to help you take life lightly! Life’s a beach, after all – it’s not all worry, stress and pain! This week I’m keeping it short, because we have the holidays to enjoy! Please enjoy the quotes that have inspired this week’s article.
Happy Easter
“Forget love-- I'd rather fall in chocolate!!!” Author unknown
Isn’t it curious that something which started as a religious holiday has become a celebration of chocolate? Nothing wrong with that, chocolate should have its own holiday weekend. And there is something quite delicious about that idea of falling in chocolate…melted chocolate. Mmmmm.
Perhaps sychronistically, on a week of religious significance, I came across the blog “A nun’s Life”, and this quote “Owning one’s gifts can be just as hard as owning one’s shadow side.” Sister Julie. Think about that for a moment – is that true for you? It isn’t quite true for me…I find it sometimes easier to accept my shadow than my gifts!
I seem to have learnt the humility lesson well. But is that truly what God (or Spirit, or whatever description works for you) wants for us? That we hide our gifts? I suspect not. We were born with those gifts for a good reason – to use them. Imagine if the wonderful person who invented chocolate had hidden their gifts…unimaginable! Happy Easter.
Something to play with
Do you own your gifts? Do you even know what they are? Why not come out from under that bushel and shine your light?
The Personal Bit
Well, this was an interesting experience…merging seamlessly chocolate and God! I was without much inspiration this week to be honest, and a chance reading of Sister Julie’s blog found me mulling over this quote and how I could get something about chocolate into that. It doesn’t quite fit? Oh well, c’est la vie…to be honest, I’m too chocolate-fuddled to care!
Coaching and Contact
Personal Coaching helps you to get where you want to go faster, more easily AND with more fun! If you want your life to be FANTASTIC and it’s not, maybe it’s time to get help? Just reply back to this e-mail to find out more about Coaching with DonnaOnTheBeach. To learn more about donnaonthebeach, go to www.donnaonthebeach.co.uk and check out my blogs at www.donnaonthebeach.blogspot.com and www.bulldozerdiary.blogspot.com
We grow by your recommendation, so if you know anyone who needs an injection of lightness into their lives, please forward this on to them. If this has been forwarded to you, to sign up to receive the newsletter yourself go to www.donnaonthebeach.co.uk. Please feel free to reprint any article on your website, own newsletter or message boards. Please give credit where it's due, and let people know where they can sign up if they would like more.
Have a fantastic week!
Donna.
PS Your privacy is important to me. I never rent or sell my mailing list to anybody.
Welcome to ‘OnTheBeach’ the newsletter which aims to help you take life lightly! Life’s a beach, after all – it’s not all worry, stress and pain! This week I’m keeping it short, because we have the holidays to enjoy! Please enjoy the quotes that have inspired this week’s article.
Happy Easter
“Forget love-- I'd rather fall in chocolate!!!” Author unknown
Isn’t it curious that something which started as a religious holiday has become a celebration of chocolate? Nothing wrong with that, chocolate should have its own holiday weekend. And there is something quite delicious about that idea of falling in chocolate…melted chocolate. Mmmmm.
Perhaps sychronistically, on a week of religious significance, I came across the blog “A nun’s Life”, and this quote “Owning one’s gifts can be just as hard as owning one’s shadow side.” Sister Julie. Think about that for a moment – is that true for you? It isn’t quite true for me…I find it sometimes easier to accept my shadow than my gifts!
I seem to have learnt the humility lesson well. But is that truly what God (or Spirit, or whatever description works for you) wants for us? That we hide our gifts? I suspect not. We were born with those gifts for a good reason – to use them. Imagine if the wonderful person who invented chocolate had hidden their gifts…unimaginable! Happy Easter.
Something to play with
Do you own your gifts? Do you even know what they are? Why not come out from under that bushel and shine your light?
The Personal Bit
Well, this was an interesting experience…merging seamlessly chocolate and God! I was without much inspiration this week to be honest, and a chance reading of Sister Julie’s blog found me mulling over this quote and how I could get something about chocolate into that. It doesn’t quite fit? Oh well, c’est la vie…to be honest, I’m too chocolate-fuddled to care!
Coaching and Contact
Personal Coaching helps you to get where you want to go faster, more easily AND with more fun! If you want your life to be FANTASTIC and it’s not, maybe it’s time to get help? Just reply back to this e-mail to find out more about Coaching with DonnaOnTheBeach. To learn more about donnaonthebeach, go to www.donnaonthebeach.co.uk and check out my blogs at www.donnaonthebeach.blogspot.com and www.bulldozerdiary.blogspot.com
We grow by your recommendation, so if you know anyone who needs an injection of lightness into their lives, please forward this on to them. If this has been forwarded to you, to sign up to receive the newsletter yourself go to www.donnaonthebeach.co.uk. Please feel free to reprint any article on your website, own newsletter or message boards. Please give credit where it's due, and let people know where they can sign up if they would like more.
Have a fantastic week!
Donna.
PS Your privacy is important to me. I never rent or sell my mailing list to anybody.
Saturday, April 07, 2007
Body, Mind and Soul
I was reading something today that suggests that most people live only in the physical world - just attending to their physical needs. If that's true, what of the mind and soul? The mind needs nourishment too - new ideas, growth, stimulation (Eastenders don't do it!). As does the soul - life purpose, spiritual growth and enlightenment, connection to the world.
I was horrified to think that mind and soul are being ignored so - and then I realised that I am not exactly the Dalai Lama in this regard! I do feed my mind with new ideas and growth (and equally deaden it with trashy tv and books!), I do connect to the world, look at my life purpose and spiritually grow (and I get caught up in the 'real' world often, where stress and anxiety deaden any connection with spirit).
So, here's a committment from me - I will endeavour to feed my mind more, feed my soul more AND to make it easy for myself. For example, today I am off to the Rugby - my physical self will enjoy the rough and tumble of tall men in small shorts, my mind will enjoy following what's going on, and my soul will see the beauty in the day, in the game and in the shared enjoyment.
High falutin' stuff eh? And so much more satisfying than living just in the physical. Try it?
Love
Donna.x
I was horrified to think that mind and soul are being ignored so - and then I realised that I am not exactly the Dalai Lama in this regard! I do feed my mind with new ideas and growth (and equally deaden it with trashy tv and books!), I do connect to the world, look at my life purpose and spiritually grow (and I get caught up in the 'real' world often, where stress and anxiety deaden any connection with spirit).
So, here's a committment from me - I will endeavour to feed my mind more, feed my soul more AND to make it easy for myself. For example, today I am off to the Rugby - my physical self will enjoy the rough and tumble of tall men in small shorts, my mind will enjoy following what's going on, and my soul will see the beauty in the day, in the game and in the shared enjoyment.
High falutin' stuff eh? And so much more satisfying than living just in the physical. Try it?
Love
Donna.x
Friday, April 06, 2007
Making A Difference
Via www.geniuscatalyst.com forums this morning, I came across a link to Steve Chandler's website, and from there to http://www.stevechandler.com/images/wealth.pdf. It's a good read, I highly reccommend it. The essence of the bit that has caught my attention is 'making a difference every day' - not necessarily an earth-shattering difference, but just a difference.
In retrospect, I can see that every time I dip down into negative emotions and stress, the reason is that I am trying to make a HUGE difference. So if 25 clients don't come beating down my door, I've failed. If £3000 extra doesn't get made in 5 minutes, I've failed. If wars don't stop immediately and everyone become peace and love personified, it's down to me!
Hmm... I can see a pattern here of high expectations and impossible to please bosses! (Worst boss I've ever had, me!) What if the little differences I made every day added up to a life of meaning and joy? What if I didn't have to move the earth 3 moons to the left to make a difference? What if I was enough?
How about you? What if you allowed the easy differences you could make to be your benchmark today? What if you were enough?
With love
Donna.x
In retrospect, I can see that every time I dip down into negative emotions and stress, the reason is that I am trying to make a HUGE difference. So if 25 clients don't come beating down my door, I've failed. If £3000 extra doesn't get made in 5 minutes, I've failed. If wars don't stop immediately and everyone become peace and love personified, it's down to me!
Hmm... I can see a pattern here of high expectations and impossible to please bosses! (Worst boss I've ever had, me!) What if the little differences I made every day added up to a life of meaning and joy? What if I didn't have to move the earth 3 moons to the left to make a difference? What if I was enough?
How about you? What if you allowed the easy differences you could make to be your benchmark today? What if you were enough?
With love
Donna.x
Wednesday, April 04, 2007
Post holiday blues and pooh
Isn't it funny that even one day off can elicit a little bit of 'post holiday blues'? Now, I want to be clear here - I used to get post holiday blues that would have me crying 'I don't want to get out of bed' in the morning...now they are nothing like that! It is more a restlessness - a feeling that I could be 'out there' doing 'something' instead of 'in here' working.
And that restlessness was been made a thousand times worse yesterday by the fact that in the fields behind the house, the farmer was muckspreading. Ugh. So, I sat here at my desk, feeling nauseous and restless...until that moment of clarity that actually, I wasn't achieving a darn thing - better to go do something else (like burning some essential oils to get rid of the pong!).
The something else I decided to do was to look at the lesson in this situation. The unconscious lesson was that I was a lazy git who was just procrastination doing something useful. See how lovely I unconsciously am to myself?! BUT when I thought about it consciously, I could see that I am not very good at giving myself time off!! I love what I do, but that does not mean I can do it for 168 hours a week.
I love sleeping too, but not for 168 hours a week. In fact, if I did anything I love doing every hour of the week, I would soon get fed up of it! AHA! So, time to look at my working patterns methinks and change something... What I really loved about this too was the memory of what the post holiday blues once told me - GET OUT, YOU ARE DYING HERE! I'm so glad that has changed.
What about you, what do your post holiday blues tell you?
Love
Donna.x
And that restlessness was been made a thousand times worse yesterday by the fact that in the fields behind the house, the farmer was muckspreading. Ugh. So, I sat here at my desk, feeling nauseous and restless...until that moment of clarity that actually, I wasn't achieving a darn thing - better to go do something else (like burning some essential oils to get rid of the pong!).
The something else I decided to do was to look at the lesson in this situation. The unconscious lesson was that I was a lazy git who was just procrastination doing something useful. See how lovely I unconsciously am to myself?! BUT when I thought about it consciously, I could see that I am not very good at giving myself time off!! I love what I do, but that does not mean I can do it for 168 hours a week.
I love sleeping too, but not for 168 hours a week. In fact, if I did anything I love doing every hour of the week, I would soon get fed up of it! AHA! So, time to look at my working patterns methinks and change something... What I really loved about this too was the memory of what the post holiday blues once told me - GET OUT, YOU ARE DYING HERE! I'm so glad that has changed.
What about you, what do your post holiday blues tell you?
Love
Donna.x
Monday, April 02, 2007
Ah, a day off!
I have just had a marvelous monday! One of my friends is a teacher, and therefore gets cool holidays. What better excuse to take a random day off and spend it wandering round a lake, eating cream cakes and talking til our voices went?! Delicious! Thank you Katie for a fab day.
Not only was it lovely to see my mate, it was great to do something different, go somewhere different...and all while I 'should' be at work. When was the last time you had a day off, just to spend time with a friend? When's the next?
Mine's in about 8 weeks time, when the next lot of skool holidays kick in. Hoorah!
Love
Donna.x
Not only was it lovely to see my mate, it was great to do something different, go somewhere different...and all while I 'should' be at work. When was the last time you had a day off, just to spend time with a friend? When's the next?
Mine's in about 8 weeks time, when the next lot of skool holidays kick in. Hoorah!
Love
Donna.x
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