That’s the question… Are you pushing too hard?
It had been several months since my last vacation, and with a new business, 3 weddings, and moving to a new town in the offing, he wanted to know if I was pushing too hard. Maybe? Probably? Don’t we all…
Then he said, “What’s it like pushing through the pain, struggling with sleepless nights, and not feeling good about your life when you wake up?”
Isn’t this normal?
I stepped away for a moment and looked around the room.
This is my favorite room in the house, and I couldn’t tell you one single thing I liked about it… Why not?
I settled back in the chair and looked at him across the table…
Look, I know you’re pushing too hard.
I watch you. I see you pushing past the pain, through the sleepless nights, living in that world where you go. I’ve done it too. I’ve done it recently, but I want you to know you don’t have to be always pushing too hard. Sometimes, you can step back and enjoy the benefits of your rush.
It doesn’t have to be every single day of your life that you’re pushing too hard.
That’s what he said. And I listened. I heard him.
I took a deep breath and looked around me… I had accomplished much. And there was more to come.
I settled into my chair, leaned back and looked for one single thing that I loved about this room. What was it that I appreciated about my life.
There was family.
There were friends.
There were some things… But honestly, I looked around and realized there was absolutely nothing beyond the people in my life that I wouldn’t be more than happy to leave behind. Why was I working so darned hard?
I considered the coming winter and remembered the cabin where I’d spent a little time the year before. Not long, just a few days when I could kick my feet up and read a book. Enjoy the morning with coffee. And appreciate the flowers a friend brought me one wintry afternoon. I remembered the feeling and I wanted it back.
Business was Booming Back Then.
So… What was the difference?
As hard as I’d worked the past several weeks, my marketing wasn’t done, and my website was lagging behind, and everything seemed to be losing ground along with me… I was losing ground.
I needed inspiration. Rain splashed against the window and I realized that I wanted to observe the world around me and notice the rain coming down.
I get even MORE done when I slow down, back off, observe what’s going on, stop rushing and simply . . .
.He said what I was thinking and I couldn’t imagine a better solution to the struggle I was facing. A three day weekend coming up and my daughter needed someone to take the kids… I could do that, and take them to the cabin.
I made the call.
Three days and four nights at the cabin with nothing but books to read, games to play, laughter, and good food. I knew exactly what I needed to do. And it was going to be fun. The outcome would be worth it.
How many useless things fill up your day?
The last night I lit a candle, refilled my coffee cup, and sat back to enjoy the evening. The kids were in bed, and it was just me and my thoughts to absorb the atmosphere. I felt relieved. Inspiration was overflowing and I knew that going back to work the next morning in the city, I’d be fresh and ready for the job.
For all the hustle and bustle, I loved my community, and the people. I could even imagine the coming move with anticipation. And I was ready. I was ready.
The significance of the moment spilled over, the silence overwhelming me, and I sat there dripping tears. The realization that I’d been able to walk away from it all and leave it behind me for a time, and gain more clarity made sense. But more than that… It helped me to realize the importance of my own downtime.
I needed time away to find the message again.
More important, I needed time away to find the value of my message and the reason I wanted to share it.
With clarity I returned to the city the following morning… The grandkids had a wonderful time, and I felt refreshed.
I remembered my message and there… In front of me, on the back bumper of someone’s car was my message in clearly defined white letters.
Make a difference…
The thing is… I rarely feel rushed. Even when I’m pushing every one of my own buttons, I feel like I’m accomplishing great things, and in a regular amount of time. I usually only work on productive projects, and I feel good about what I get done.
Sometimes, I put in too many hours, but isn’t that pretty normal?
Still, I’m learning that when I’ve had some down time. Some time to just be with myself in nature, and enjoy the grandkids, or have coffee with my kids… I feel better about everything around me, and I believe… I may be wrong here, but I believe I make a difference for others and that I probably change lives for the better during those times.
I believe that I genuinely make a difference.
What about you? Do you feel like you make a difference?
How would it feel to slow down?
Perhaps you need to visit with someone who can help you to catch a glimpse of your inspiration again?
I would love to be that person!
Let’s have coffee and I’ll help you find that balance in life that allows you to get more done, feel more inspired, and accomplish greater tasks.