Some days I wake up and I feel less than great. Even though I went to a lovely surprise birthday party last night and enjoyed myself. Even though the weather is so perfect it's just delightful. Even though several people last night reminded me of something that I needed to hear: my job is just what I do during the day - and I need to either take a class or do something during my week that gives me pleasure. I've realized that I'm slightly addicted to performing, so I think I need to find something that allows me to have that rush, scary as it is.
I'm also waiting to hear back from a couple of people who I sent some writing to and that's always stressful. But I understand they have busy lives and it will take them awhile to get back to me.
So I sit with the feelings, the anxiety, the sadness and I know that the feelings will pass. And I took an action this morning about finding a class and I will write to a good friend, Sally Fisher, about getting together for dinner soon. She is an inspiration to me.
And I will trust that today will be a good day, just as they always are in the end.
I just did some readings, and one of the lines that jumped out at me from Steve Chandler's book "Reinventing Yourself" was:
"The human system does not really want comfort, it wants challenge. It wants adventure."
I love that!