Happy Midweek, Friends! I started writing about Wellness topics on Wednesdays because I noted that so many of my creative friends struggle with balance, as do I. Join me as I journey to wellness and balance and make mistakes along the way.
I am tardy for Wellness Wednesday this week, but I am okay with that. Because I am working on Letting It Go.
This is something I have been working on for some time, in many forms. I lost some friendships over the past couple of years and that really made me realize a couple of things. Sometimes I just need to let them go. Even though they may have been wrong and I may have been right, it just doesn’t even matter anymore. We didn’t need to be friends anymore and I didn’t need to even tell them so. I let it go. (Ok so one still hasn’t returned my things. I admit I am keeping a Messenger open in case that happens. Alas. Maybe I should just let that one go, as well.)
I downsized from an SUV to a sedan, and I had to learn how to deal with trunk storage efficiency. (still learning) Then my office was being remodeled and I had to work in a different city. I took advantage of the time to review my boxes and remove what was old and unnecessary. I was able to shred a ton of old papers, have one box contents imaged digitally, and for another- I am going to transfer the cd files to the digital archive. Progress!
A donation truck comes round our neighborhood tomorrow. I was saving some clothing items for a former co-worker’s son- but it’s been years since I’ve seen him. So tomorrow, out they go. Sing with me now (to the tune of Let it Snow): Let it go, let it go, let it go!
I am so blessed as I have some wonderful friends and family members who are such outstanding beams of joy- but perhaps it has made me have high expectations of others. I’m learning to tone down my levels of expectations and realize that other people have their own stuff going on and sometimes they just can’t see their actions. When my daughter’s friends parents (who only have one child) don’t even acknowledge my older child, I admit that does make me kinda furious inside. But likely they don’t know better, they don’t have older children and so sometimes don’t even know how to talk to them. Other people may have their own blocks, or they’re too far invested in their perceptions that they aren’t likely to change. Can I let them go? Some people I can let go, as long as I don’t see them. Right? Bueller?
I admit I have high expectations of myself. I wrote two books, one musical, and recorded an album. Why aren’t I more successful? Why can’t I find time to sit down and write my next book? Why don’t I have more savings? Why did I forget about that school thing? Why didn’t I see that email? Why can’t I keep up blogging three times a week?
Why can’t I just love myself and let myself be?
I am pretty aware, and I do have a lot going on, but I also have a pretty good support system and many tools available to me. I can focus and start using them to my advantage. You know how when you have the right mindset, things just come to you? Like that year when I truly believed that I was lucky, and I kept winning everything. I want to live there. I’m working on it.
Lots of times I do one thing, or see another, and then I think: Is this my thing? Maybe this could be my thing.
Like that time I wrote a book. Maybe this could be my thing.
Or when I wrote that essay on how Harry Potter helps my family with Autism. Maybe this could be my thing.
Or when I started making collage journals. Maybe this could be my thing.
Or when I started travel writing. Maybe this could be my thing.
The thing is- they are all my thing. I am me, and I am comprised of all these things.
I just discovered a crafty planning community. I love the integration of scrapbooking elements with planning. Remember I like to Plan, to Have Fun.
Integration. Maybe this is My Thing.
What’s Your Thing?