So, is it just me or is life complicated? On Sunday night, I was looking over my Monday "To-Do" list and realized that it would realistically take a full week for what I had packed into a single day. Maybe that's why I wake up already feeling behind, stressed out and overwhelmed. I looked over at my boyfriend who was adorably absorbed in the football game and said, "Is it just me or is it really hard to live an exceptional life?" At this point he's used to my rhetorical questions, but validated me none the less with a sweet, sympathetic, "Yeah babe, it really is." Good thing all I wanted was a mere confirmation of my obvious thought.
Letting him get back to his game, I pranced upstairs, reached for my journal and began to mull over the pressure. Like most, I want to be healthy. I want to operate from a passionate place, to have strong, loving relationships and be successful. But the reality of all that is difficult. Looking over my daily expectations, I always plan on waking up at the crack of dawn to get my workout in, while making time to meditate and nurture all the relationships in my life. It blows my mind because I already feel like I can’t give 100% because there's literally not enough time in the day. And I’m not even married yet and hail to women with children because that’s just a whole other level of time management.
Needless to say, I’ve started to realize my limitations and the extravagant expectations we place on ourselves. My desire to look like a Victoria's Secret model, have the success of Angelina Jolie, a loving marriage and four beautiful, healthy children is, well, not possible. At least not in the way most of us envision. It’s easy to talk about the things we want and the kind of life we desire, but very few conversations involve the sacrifices we'll have to make. We can have it all, but we can’t have it all at the same time.
So, maybe when I have little rug rats running around I won't have the time to hit the gym daily. And maybe when I'm not traveling so much, my professional career will soar and it will be my relationship that needs work. All I'm saying is that just maybe, the expectation to be awesome in every single area of our lives at all times is a bit absurd. I don't know about you, but I think life could be simple. Sometimes I feel like I'm sprinting all day long with no breaks, still falling short in at least one area of my life.
My realization is that we are forever works in progress and we aren't supposed to give 100% to every area of our life. We can experience success in multiple areas, but maybe not all at the same time. I think if we learn how to value ourselves, in whatever chapter we are in, then we can appreciate ourselves. It's as if our lives are one huge garden and all the flowers are forever thirsty, but the moment we start watering one, another one needs our time and attention. So, our job is just to keep track of which flower patches need work and which ones can coast for a bit. All I'm saying is that our eternal strive for perfection diminishes our inherent magnificence. My challenge to you is to give yourself a chance to stop and smell the roses in your own garden.
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