I am still unlearning hustle culture, my goodness.
I'm having quite a nice and calm Saturday, even having helped out at the local community this morning. The rest of the day has been absolutely in my own time. I even napped.
But my brain keeps trying to tell me to be productive... without compassion or Grace.
"Your home needs care."
"You should exercise."
"You have time now. Go be creative."
"The garden needs tending."
"Goodness, why can't you just do ANY of these things? You know they are good for you."
But I know that's not me.
It is my thoughts, that have learned what a human (like me) should spend her time on.. How she should be. What she should act and think. What her opinions should be.
I feel a deep sense of calm beneath it all. A sense of presence and "now-ness", that no productivity or effectiveness or goals setting can campare to.
I really love my drive and my ambition. But I am also starting to love my own rhythm and time.
Having stepped away from "9-5", or at least something that resembles it. I truly feel grateful to be able to decide when and where to work.
But it has to be at the cost of letting go of hustle culture. Otherwise I'll burn out. And I don't want that.
And that's what I'm heading in my brain... The burnout thoughts. But I'm letting them go.
I'm setting a boundary here. A line.
My life is my own, and I get to choose the thoughts I will listen to.
And the ones I have written above, are the ones I no longer choose to listen to.
I no longer listen to the thoughts that demean me, belittle me, berate me, bullies me. For they are not my thoughts.
I choose love. Peace. Joy. Authenticity. Realness. All the good stuff, that enriches my life, and not just makes me go faster to my grave.
And apropos productivity.
I am a business. I do offer things.
So far, I do offer a membership - the Feel Good Rebel Academy. Hang out with me, and experience life's deliciousness.
Audio activation. Ask for more. đ
#feelgoodrebel
I'm having quite a nice and calm Saturday, even having helped out at the local community this morning. The rest of the day has been absolutely in my own time. I even napped.
But my brain keeps trying to tell me to be productive... without compassion or Grace.
"Your home needs care."
"You should exercise."
"You have time now. Go be creative."
"The garden needs tending."
"Goodness, why can't you just do ANY of these things? You know they are good for you."
But I know that's not me.
It is my thoughts, that have learned what a human (like me) should spend her time on.. How she should be. What she should act and think. What her opinions should be.
I feel a deep sense of calm beneath it all. A sense of presence and "now-ness", that no productivity or effectiveness or goals setting can campare to.
I really love my drive and my ambition. But I am also starting to love my own rhythm and time.
Having stepped away from "9-5", or at least something that resembles it. I truly feel grateful to be able to decide when and where to work.
But it has to be at the cost of letting go of hustle culture. Otherwise I'll burn out. And I don't want that.
And that's what I'm heading in my brain... The burnout thoughts. But I'm letting them go.
I'm setting a boundary here. A line.
My life is my own, and I get to choose the thoughts I will listen to.
And the ones I have written above, are the ones I no longer choose to listen to.
I no longer listen to the thoughts that demean me, belittle me, berate me, bullies me. For they are not my thoughts.
I choose love. Peace. Joy. Authenticity. Realness. All the good stuff, that enriches my life, and not just makes me go faster to my grave.
And apropos productivity.
I am a business. I do offer things.
So far, I do offer a membership - the Feel Good Rebel Academy. Hang out with me, and experience life's deliciousness.
Audio activation. Ask for more. đ
#feelgoodrebel