Michelle: Week 13
I have this lovely lady I work with. I have an ulterior motive for going into work lately. It’s not to accomplish any type of assignments or ‘work’ it’s so I can get my energy fill from her for the week. Since M has started working with us, I have become more relaxed, and aware of my ‘issues’ with life and realize that everything is really ok.
It’s ok to procrastinate
It’s ok to be in the moment
It’s ok to be late
It’s ok to for other’s to get angry at you
It’s ok to enjoy my coffee
It’s ok to have fun.
When I was trying to deal with 2 sick kids, while tending to the office and in the midst of packing up my house M said “Michelle, pack every box with pleasure.” And since then she has said to me many times when I have found myself complaining, ‘it’s ok, do everything with pleasure.’ This really struck a cord with me… I mean, how is this woman able to do everything ‘with pleasure’. Really? What is pleasurable about figuring out my finances, or cleaning the bathroom for the second time this week? But I am figuring it out… if I can do it, and am content about it, how much better would my day go? It would be fantastic! If I can change my mind about how to look at a task I’ve been dreading for days, then wouldn’t the task be completed faster… and would it stop haunting my mind so I can get on with other things? Wow… why didn’t I think of this sooner! I wouldn’t have wasted so much of my life worrying about stupid stuff.
I also like to ask her about life, spiritual issues and health questions. She never tells me what I should to do, but instead guides me kindly through her amazing stories and lessons she has learned. I contemplate for minutes, hours, days until I slowly make the changes I need to. I really am becoming better for it, and I think what I am learning from M, I am somehow passing on to my kids, husband and others.
I went into work after an exceptionally draining week. My kids were pulling me in every direction, a friend was having a really tough time at home and I had been exercising more. I asked M “Do you ever feel tired and exhausted when you go through emotional times like these” she agreed. “What can I do to help me through this?” Now I was expecting a profound answer, one with learning to listen to my heart, or that the earth is not aligned or that I am being challenged in life to learn a very important lesson. But she looked at me as if were from a different planet and said “go to bed early”
What? That’s it? That’s my answer, so simple, so basic… so…so true! Get more sleep? Huh. I pondered again, why didn’t I think of that first?
Wouldn’t life be better if we all got a little more sleep, didn’t carry a heavy chest with things that aren’t truly important and enjoyed everything we did? (Including scrubbing the inside the toilet!)