Who knew I could find inner-peace in Björk lyrics? She said it best in 1993’s Human Behaviour, “…there’s no map and a compass wouldn’t help at all.”
Everyday I search for the next destination in life, but sometimes I am blind to the beauty of the pit stops. For the first time in my life I had a good day at work. I kept the distractions to a minimum, I delved into the piles of paperwork, and I made headway. I think sometimes I’m too busy anticipating what’s up next to appreciate the satisfaction I get from doing my job well.
Instead of feeling a sense of indignation at work because there is so much to do and you’re the only one who can do it, let pride take over and realize that you’re the best at something, no matter how small or inane. We hardly give ourselves credit for the good we do, and too often we beat ourselves up for falling short of our lofty goals. I look at my life and think, “I know where I should be,” but even if I had that compass—I don’t think I could get there.
The frustration I feel and let take over my thoughts is like driving with the parking break on. I get sluggish and throw a pity party when my words aren’t right and I break my own promises. I need to learn to let it go, and let motivation take over instead. I want to be on that open road, throwing caution to the wind, going full speed ahead; after all, it’s about the journey—not the destination.
Currently playing: Tori Amos, Sweet The Sting
