Finding My Rhythm...Again. (seriously how do I keep losing it?)
Here's what I'm struggling with right now: finding my rhythm. Every time I think I've mastered it my life changes, the season changes, something changes and I'm trying to figure out a new rhythm. Does this happen to anyone else?
It's the rhythm of client work.
The rhythm of marketing.
The rhythm of writing.
The rhythm of parenting.
The rhythm of work vs the rest of my life (and why does it always feel like it's a VS when secretly I don't think it has to be.)
The rhythm of creating and releasing (and allowing space to create in the first place).
The rhythm of our bodies and their innate wisdom (aka slow the f*ck down)
The rhythm of our emotions and what they're telling us (aka "say no", "it's time to move on", "go, go, go!", "watch out!", "think this over").
How often do you override the natural rhythms in your life and superimpose someone else's idea of what it's supposed to look like? (If it's me, this happens more often than I'd like to admit)
How many hours per day are required before you feel like you've done enough?
How do you define productive?
What does your "hustle" look like?
Are your answers to the questions above your own? Or have they been defined by the experts, the gurus, the "successful" 7-figure businesses who *must* have perfected the "formula"?
No, they perfected the formula for THEM. It's up to YOU to figure out what formula works for you. And how do you do that? Most likely a lot of trial and error and fumbling around in the darkness - just like the rest of us. I think maybe one day it clicks - but honestly, I'm not there yet.
For me, I've been asked by body and soul to slow down.
And every time I think that I can't possibly go any slower life has thrown other obstacles in my way. Obstacles and opportunities to choose to slow down or keep going like I've been conditioned to.
I'm listening but it's a process. And it's a little scary to take your foot off the gas when you're used to working all day. I'm a slow learner. I figure it's a bit like learning to drive stick. Fits and starts. Full ahead. Dead stop. And I'm craving the time when I figure out my rhythm.
Deep breath and patience.