It’s the night before the school year, and I’m frantically making to-do lists that are, quite frankly, ridiculous. Instead of focusing on the challenges I already have before me, I am thinking about what else I should throw on the pile of responsibility. And now I’m tired, cranky, and annoyed.
I need to recover from everything. Block out the world and tend to all the damages from my 20s–relationships that fell apart mysteriously, graduate school and the exhaustion it brought, and the daily grind of cooking-cleaning-exercising-meetings-teaching-writing. I need to stop taking on more responsibilities. Scale back. Focus.
Have y’all watched Top of the Lake yet? It’s amazing (and, conveniently, is also on Netflix). My favorite part of the miniseries is GJ, the ornery guru who cannot stand her followers. Several times, she says, “the body is a teacher.” Ever since hearing her say that, I keep thinking about how my body urges me to rest, to eat, to exercise.
GJ is crazy! But I love her.
Before I take on any non-essential task, I will assess how it impacts my physical, emotional, and spiritual health. Because I only have one life, and one body.
I cannot be replaced.