I am currently 5 days away from my due date and running my days with a mix of let’s be productive and get business and life shit in order and let’s chill the fuck out and read novels in bed! Everyone is saying she will be late…I thought the whole time she would be late, but now that it can happen everyday I am feeling like wouldn’t it be nice if she came early? We are ready for you baby girl!
So, I am taking advantage of both trying to get a head of myself as obviously I work for myself and besides two designers that I use for my product line and other tweaks I work solo. And of course with a newborn on the way….I am feeling like my days of lounging around reading novels and memoirs at anytime of day may be disappearing for a while.
But, I have to say, I don’t spring out of bed ready to tackle my business todo’s. Especially since it is the last day of September and still in the mid 90’s where I live! Does heat make anyone else sluggish? The good thing though is that in this very late stage of pregnancy I feel pretty freaking great, as long as I do something everyday to move my body.
This morning, I knew I wanted to change things up for myself and tackle my office. I noticed I was barely even working in my office lately, but from the couch or kitchen table. Perhaps because my office had become a bit cluttered and disorganized?
I was called to put on some music, some upbeat, make me want to move music and holy shit did it change my life! I haven’t listened to music at home, or while working in FOR-EVER! Why? I have no clue! One reason could be that I packed up my mobile speaker in my hospital bag, but that is really no excuse. Hello, laptops have plenty good speakers…
The music got me quickly into organization, creativity, dancing, and I am even standing while typing this instead of slugging down in a seat! Hooray for music! Hooray for shifts in energy! Horray for getting shit done!
Now, I could easily go into a mental space of “Why the fuck haven’t I been listening to music this whole time? It does so much good for me!” And fallen down the Making Myself Wrong, Should Have, Guilt, Shame Black Hole. But, I didn’t. I actually immediately celebrated how good it feels and said to myself:
Maybe we forget, to remember.
Because, also perhaps if I had been listening to music daily this whole time, I still would have been less productive. Perhaps we need these AHAs every once in a while to wake ourselves up? Just like when I stop doing yoga for weeks and then after only 15 minutes am like holy shit this is the good stuff! Instead of putting myself down for not doing it those weeks, I celebrate the remembrance and the RE-Falling-in-love.
That Re-Falling-in-love is freaking powerful stuff! And if we didn’t forget, we would never have those moments of remembering and re-experiencing it as a beginner.
So, I ask you…I invite you…that the next time you remember…don’t get mad at yourself for forgetting. Celebrate that remembrance and allow yourself to re-fall in love. Acknowledge yourself for stepping in, instead of putting yourself down for the time between. It is a lot more productive, loving, and a lot more fun!
So, what have you been forgetting? Hop back in! You can! xoxo!
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