If the bars I set for myself turn into expectations, then no wonder I can’t celebrate clearing them. And even if I set the bar really high for myself (which I know I do), then anything less becomes a failure. It means I define failure as anything less than the absolute best. It means I define success as doing what is expected of me. There is no room for celebration in that equation.
A lesson in balance: creating the conditions for success but then detaching from the outcome.
On realizing that I’m tired of looking backward, that it’s time to turn forward and cross the bridge in front of me.
But this isn’t a story about that trip. Or even my first months in San Francisco which turned into now six-and-a-half years here. This is a story about what that six-and-a-half-year-old me would have given to know what present me is up to.
Process over outcomes
Balancing the buzzing mind
Holidays are about who and what are the most important to us. Reflection and looking forward. Let’s not lose ourselves in the process. Let’s slow down enough to tap into the deepest parts of ourselves and honor those parts first and foremost.