It’s all good. I have a remarkable life. I know this. I recognize this. But when my work life collapses into itself, when programs are back-to-back, when I don’t think I have enough “decompression” time, it feels like too much.
I get a little wonky.
Wonky? Yes, that’s the technical term.
I get a little scared. Then I get a little cranky. Then I get a little tired. Then I want to check out.
But it’s all good. And when I just relax into each moment, I don’t have to leap ahead to next week’s program, or yesterday’s issues.
Just to stay right where I am–to snuggle into this perfect moment, no matter what it is giving me–and it always is beyond-manageable.
If I were complaining, I would be lying.