As the year tiptoes to a close (it really snuck up on me this year) I’m taking stock.
And I’m making stock. (Yes, I have been cooking non-stop since Mike and I settled into our new home for the next five months. My inner Susie Homemaker has come out in full force. I’m just as surprised as Mike is.)
Part of my taking stock has involved going through all of my “stuff”, digital, physical, and mental, and deciding what to do with it. More on this in a future post when I tell you why I’m obsessed with Getting Things Done by David Allen. In my process of diving into my notes and bits (it’s amazing how much you can accumulate while living in a car) I found a note I’d written to myself sometime this year entitled, “Here’s what I know.” I don’t have a clue when I wrote it, but I know that when I read it it made me feel good.
Here’s hoping it makes you feel good too.
Here’s what I know…
Doing something for the money never ends up being worth it.
If it’s not a hell yes, it’s a no.
You are valuable because you exist. Period. (Or, full stop if you’re British.)
You are enough. You always have been. You always will be.
Your place of greatest ease and joy will also be your place of greatest service.
It’s okay to sleep for ten hours or more a night from time to time. In fact, it’s critical.
No accomplishment or moment of recognition will ever replace feeling loved, by yourself or anyone else.