Early this morning, before I got out of bed, before my day unfolded in a stream of ceaseless activity, my higher self managed to get a message to me:
"Today be kind with yourself. Stop pushing yourself, diminishing yourself, berating yourself for what you haven't gotten done."
That message feels good. I could have used it a lot earlier this week though. After 5 days of travel, part of which included a funeral, I arrived home this past Monday night, with my parents in tow. Trying to give them a break from chilly Ohio to warmer South Carolina.
I'm behind on marketing for my business. I haven't done the laundry. I'm suffering from blog guilt and withdrawal. I haven't spent any quality time with my husband. I'm doing the bare minimum in my business. Can you tell I expect miracles from myself?
I have spent quality time with my elderly parents this week. They are loving the sunshine here. My business parter picked up the slack in my recent absence. Our business is actually humming along in profit mode.
BIG SIGH. My lesson for the month (and beyond): I am ENOUGH. Even when the t's aren't all crossed or the i's all dotted.