I’m all about goals (I know one of my last posts was about chilling on the goals, but that doesn’t mean I don’t believe in them.). I am keenly aware that I am growing and learning every single day. I like to consciously chose the activities, the articles, the books, the webcasts, the tele courses, the networking events, the food, the movement, the conversations that are going to get to me to where I want to go. I’m not perfect–I get easily distracted by sparkly things (and Facebook and Pinterest). But I pretty much always have a vision in my mind of what it is I’m working toward.
The problem with this, sometimes, is that my forward propulsion does not always allow me to be present in the moment. And being present in the moment is the key to ultimate happiness.
I love the work I’m doing right now. I feel like I could fill every hour of my day with new information and acquiring new knowledge. But I have a family, a dog, a house, and every responsibility that comes along with all those things. For that I am fortunate. At the end of the day, and at the end of my life, it’s the every day things that fill me up. But so often I’m whisking past them or through them with my mind and my spirit still attached to this place I’m trekking toward. This place I have decided is where my life is going to open up like angels singing from mountaintops.
It’s a balance, like everything in life (gosh, I sometimes get bored of hearing myself say it–or reading myself write it). It’s awesome to have goals–and passion, and drive. It’s also really freaking awesome when I find myself in my studio blending essential oils for someone in need…looking around and seeing candles, mala beads, plants, vision boards, fluffy blankets, a beautiful hand-me-down rug, a statue of Kuan Yin, buckets of pretty papers and glitter and markers, my favorite quotes written on boards all over the room, handmade love cards from my kids…
I once had a vision and this was it. I created this, and I can hear the angels singing.