I’ve been plagued by a gentle nagging sensation in my spirit. You may be able to relate to it: it’s the feeling that it’s time to get back up and refocus. It’s an urge to reset and realign your daily actions with your purpose and goals, because maybe you paused or veered off course a little. Of course, thanks to this urge, my latest addiction has been productivity and reset videos. They don’t only provide inspiration, but in a sense, I feel like I’m spending time with people who are where I’d like to be. They’ve been quite helpful as I start this quest to reset my life.
The last few months haven’t been ideal. Usually, in June, I sit with my list of resolutions/goals/intentions, review it and my progress, and adjust myself (and sometimes the list) accordingly. However, that didn’t happen this year. I was exhausted, to the point of burnout, so, that activity, along with other normally-helpful habits, were relegated to the metaphorical back burner. My cup was drained to the dregs. I had to do something different; I had to give myself permission to refill the cup first. After several weeks of refilling my empty cup, I finally felt as if my “get up and go” was slowly returning.
But why did my “get up and go” leave in the first place? I think some of us have vastly underestimated how we were affected by the pandem…onium of the past two years. I struggled with the return to the physical workplace. As much as I tried to give myself grace, I had high expectations. With the failure to meet those expectations came harsh self-inflicted criticisms when I inevitably fell short. I’m certain that no amount of productivity advice, lifestyle vlogs or self-help reading would’ve helped me at that point. I had to relax and rest before trying to reset.
The reset journey has not been easy thus far. It has been plagued with false starts and inconsistency. Or maybe I should look at it differently. Sometimes the first steps on a growth journey are shaky. It takes time and effort for habits to stick. Maybe for the past few weeks I ticked off my new habits three times, but this week, I’ll tick it off four or five times. That is progress, and all progress should be celebrates.
I’d like to write a wonderful blog post and give tips on how to do a reset based on my own experience. However, I’m not there yet. I’m still a work in progress. But I am here to encourage you. The temptation to throw our hands up in the air (because we’re almost in September and it feels too late to make progress) can be strong. But reset is possible. We don’t have to wait until a new year. Every day is a fresh chance. A timid start is better than none. A beneficial new habit (or rediscovered habit) done three times this week is better than one not attempted, and next week, you can aim for four or five times. We owe it to ourselves and our world to work towards being better versions of ourselves.
Peace, love and sparkles,
The Unicorn of Awesomeness
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