Why are we tied to the 9-5?!
A day off feels like a huge weight lifted off my shoulders, like a corset loosed, like breath of clean fresh air - a chance to be free. A tiny break from leaving before the sun rises, and returning in the dark only be exhausted and needing a nap, food, and destined to repeat it all again. A day off allows the smile to spread, deepen, and etch into my ever stressed face. A day off from workplace drama, from making mistakes, from being bombarded by tasks, or just plain being bored and feeling useless. A day off is my freedom. A day off is my escape. A day off was needed!!!
But would the glee afforded from a ‘day off’ be the same if I were to be off from work permanently? Does one need the constant stress to appreciate the quiet and relief? Will it just be a sadness, stress or unhappiness of a different kind if I didn’t have work? Most certainly there would be other stresses and un-pleasantries that are attached to not working… but which is worse? At least I can change and do something different in the latter case. However, if everything is all just in your head, and determined by the perspective you put on it - then what really matters in the first place???
How does one truly become free, and how do they be free in an enjoyable, positive, way?!
Looking up ways to learn about my unknown purpose, I have found many activities to help me streamline my thoughts into things that are most important to me, and ultimate things that drive me...and hopefully give me purpose. So I made a Vision Board; found pictures, quotes, words and even a mission statement that resonated with me. What came up in this search?!
Adventure. Freedom. Happiness. Fulfillment. Connectedness - and picture after picture of beaches, sand, and sunrises. My innermost soul is calling me to be by the water, a sandy beach most specifically. Waking up to the sunrise, breathing in the fresh seawater air, on an adventure with those I love, and doing something meaningful. And that means…..??? So Vision Board - you look beautiful, were a great use of paid time at work, a pretty reminder of a magical place and/or goal I am still lost looking for... but actually not useful! :(
I also found an article telling me that I should sit quietly and reflect on what I really want and listen for my calling. I sat there, closed my eyes, tried to focus… and you know what happened?! My stomach was growling so loud and vigorously I couldn’t think of anything other than the dark chocolate bar in my desk draw….does that mean that food is my calling? More specifically dessert? Imagine that, me in a kitchen?! I would drop, ruin, and eat everything before patrons would have a chance at it! Sorry Chopped Canada dreams, that is definitely not my destiny.
The way I see it you only really ever have two options in life;
1. Accept what life has given you with open arms and a smile.
2. Do something about it.
I pick the latter!
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