You might be thinking… “what is she talking about?”.
Are you Creating a Frantic Life?
Well are you? Does this question hit you in the face? Does it resonate with you? Does it ring any bells? Ding Dong!
What I mean by, “Are you creating a frantic life?”, is quite simple. Are you creating more drama, more pressure, more tension, more worry, more hurry than you need to?
I can tell you now that I have done this a million and one times in my life and I am sick to fuck of doing it! I was doing it last month. I was doing last year. I think I have been doing it ever since I was about 30. Thats a good 8 years ago so I have been doing it for a good while. You’d think I’d learn… but we are all very habitual. Our little human race have generated a wonderful thing in the last decade or so that really does thrive on the appearance and the trend of being BUSY! Busy is a bunch of bullshit. I hate busy. Busy leaves no time for fun. Busy isn’t cool. Busy isn’t even fucking productive! Its counterproductive in most aspects, because when you are overwhelming busy, your cells creating stress hormones and you don’t work effectively. You miss shit… you overlook important things. Busy is crap.
I have heard many different terms for the word “Busy” of late, and the one that I choose to swap it with (you may choose one that is completely different! Go for your life), is PASSIONATE! Live a passionate life. Not a busy one. Don’t fill your days with stuff. Fill it with the things you truly love.
So this is what I am getting at with the analogy “Creating a Frantic Life”. I associate being busy with, stress, with being frantic and hurried and rushed. Disjointed. Like a plate of scrambled egg. Its a fucking big mess… Gordon Ramsey couldn’t make it look like a masterpiece. Its egg every which way. Its rushed. Its the egg you have when you don’t have time to cook your egg any other way. Even a fried egg has more style.
Don’t make your life a plate of scrambled egg. Don’t make it frantic. Make your egg like a beautiful poached gourmet 5 star meal. How the fuck did this whole story become a culinary monologue about eggs? Sorry about that. I do diversify don’t I. Hahaha.
Life will, regardless of what you do, become a frantic little whirlwind of craziness every now and then. Its the society in which we live. Unless you have packed up your bags and are living in a remote island town with a tiny population, you are likely to be living in a rather civilised, technological, rushed world. Even the rural folk who I know have as good as or better internet connection than I do. They may have a sleepier town vibe but life is still full.
Business, goals and being driven can create a real spark in the soul. I have had this big time in the last year. I have wanted to take every waking moment that I am not playing and caring for my little boy, and fill it with passionate inspirational focus on essential oils and creating friendships and build connections with people all over the planet to get them to use these magical plant based nectars… but its gets busy. The passion can ooze into the world of frantic and hurried (for me it does anyway!). It has done this a few times over the last few months and I have had to pull back and realign my shit. I love to have passion. I love being passionate about my work and my life. But passion has to be spread around into all the corners and cracks of your life. You need to use your passion wisely and make sure that it works for you, not against you.
Thats the funny thing with passion… You can let it get so big that it takes over. Then it isn’t so much about what gives you joy anymore.
Learn to create what you love.
Encourage yourself to go and follow your dreams but also remember that you have a “why” and a “heart song” behind all the reasons you are doing what you do.
Thats the big picture.
Don’t get so passionate that you get frantic. xxx