100 days of...

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They say the first step is admitting you have a problem, so here goes: I am addicted to being busy. I like to work, and I am very fortunate to like the work that I've chosen to do, and I am also an extreme people-pleaser. I hate letting other people down. Maybe you can relate?

One thing I've learned recently, though, is that this same desire to please and to not disappoint doesn't extend to myself. I am constantly letting plans I've made with myself fall through the cracks, plans to practice the ukulele or bake delicious cookies or take the dog on an extra-long walk down by the river on a sunny afternoon. The greatest example of self-letdown that I've had lately relates to the #the100dayproject. It's a simple premise: pick an action that you will perform every day for 100 days. The official thing kicked off on April 6... and by April 15 I'd already fallen off the wagon. My action was to write five lines of poetry a day. But I have a laptop that is slowly dying, travel plans that would keep me busy 24/7... and a low tolerance for discipline, it seems.

My initial response when I thought about how much I'd blown it was disappointment: if I can't commit to five lines a day, how will I ever finish another book, etc. But if I've learned anything from science, it's that every action has an equal and opposite reaction. So today I'm going to start another 100 day project: #100daysofme. I encourage you all to play along and do one kind thing every day for yourself, whether it's taking that long walk, sitting down with a good book or finally crossing something long-avoided off your to-do list. Practice self-awareness, self-compassion and self-love so that you can share all of those good vibes with others.