Tuesday, September 15, 2015

Just Because You Think That Sh*t, Doesn't Mean It's True

Oh lord, it's a yoga selfie.
Part of working from home is having more time to think. Of course that's beneficial to the creative process and allows you to get into the deeper waters of thought and inspiration. But more time to think can also be a bit of a double-edged sword for some of us.

More time to think can also mean you have more time to think crappy thoughts. More time to worry. More time to obsess. More time to doubt yourself. I'm good at all of those things, even with limited time.

I've been trying to keep myself chill by doing yoga every day and by walking and/or biking most places in town. These activities put me in a more peaceful frame of mind. But eventually I have to get back to brass tacks. And it's either working on projects for clients, working on my book, or working around the house for my family. Those are deep wells of possible anxiety.

Plus I just quit my job. My big-deal job. The job that was supposed to be the culmination of 15 years in the advertising industry working my way up slowly and steadily to my "dream job" as a social media manager at one of the major automotive manufacturers. Turns out my dream job wasn't so dreamy for me, personally. Having been in advertising agencies for so many years, it turns out that I'm more suited to working with other creatives than working in a huge corporate machine.

And that's okay.

You don't know what you like until you try it. Right?

But you could see how it might produce some anxiety-laden thoughts after quitting a big deal job to go out on your own. To be your own boss. To drum up your own business and to finish writing that damn book you've been working on for over ten years. There's a lot of pressure to make it all work.

And I don't want to let anyone down.

Most of all my husband, who's supporting me in this major life move.

I find myself spending a lot of time worrying about him and whether he's happy. I find myself worrying about my new clients and wondering whether they're happy. And now that I have more time to spend with my children, I worry more about whether they're happy too.

Sometimes more time is more time to worry. But I heard something really great in my yoga class this morning.

"Just because you think that shit, doesn't mean it's true."

Man, did that message stick. I think sometimes I worry myself into believing something is true. I imagine all sorts of things. I imagine people are disappointed in me. And then it changes the way I feel about myself. It changes the whole tenor of my day. And then it changes the way I treat others. It's like I've created this vortex of doubt and disappointment and then I've shit all over something truly beautiful.

My husband has given me a wonderful opportunity to start my own business and finish my book. Yet I could ruin that gift by worrying it away into something negative. My clients have given me a wonderful opportunity to do the work I love without all the layers of bureaucracy and second-guessing that comes with big agencies and corporations. My children have the wonderful opportunity to have more time with their mom and to have a mom that is less stressed.

I could ruin all of that with my worries. With my self-created worries. Worries that I myself turn into a reality.

Just because I think that shit, doesn't mean it's true.

I needed to hear that today. It took me back to a good place. I find myself joyful. I find myself noticing the way the light plays on the leaves on this terrific September day. The words are flowing out of my fingers. I feel such love for my husband that I want to smother him in a big hug when he gets home. And I can't wait to pick up my daughter and ride her home on the bike while we talk about her day.

These things are true.

These things are good.

Namast-fucking-tay.

10 comments:

  1. Every single time you say the words...."My Book" I get the chills. I have been waiting for you to mention this as part of your new venture. And maybe you did and I missed it. But it makes me so incredibly excited. I will camp out for your book. LOVE YOU!!!! Keep blogging this positive shit Mama!!

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    1. Nice to see you again 'round these parts.

      :-)

      Your excitement about my book helps keep me going! So I thank you very much!

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  2. I'm just thinking "Why didn't this post show up in my reading list."

    Time is our most valuable commodity. Unless there is no other choice, wasting it in an unfulfilling job is a tragedy.

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    1. It's taken me a lot of time to realize the value of time. SIGH. Better late than never, right?

      :-)

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  3. Ok now that you don't have the regular 9-5 job I want some good juicy blogs about cutting people off in traffic and throwing a Coke can out the window at their vehicle or pooting in yoga class and nearly sharting in your yogie pants. Oh yeah. I want the nit.and.grit.BABY!!

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    1. I did hear my first yoga fart the other day. Does that count?

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  4. After reading this I have a vague sense that you hijacked my brain. Thanks for reminding me that just because the thoughts are there, doesn't mean they're true. Somehow I had forgotten that.

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    1. I'm in ur brainz. Eating ur thoughts.

      :-)

      Glad this was helpful to someone other than me. Otherwise I'm just talking to myself

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  5. You're a bona fide life coach. Good stuff.

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    1. Sounds a lot like being an English teacher.

      :-D

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