As I write this, I am sitting on my bed on Christmas night. The last 24 hours have been a flurry of activity and I’m tired. BUT I am not worn out because the weeks leading up to now were soft instead of hectic.
I don’t mean to suggest that every day was an oasis of calm relaxation – I had plenty of busy days in there – but I did operate from a softness plan.
Whenever possible, I made my decisions based on how I wanted to feel and I chose rest way more often than I usually would have.
And, instead of pushing to finish things, I sought ways to pause them. I wasn’t always successful but I did pretty well.
And I did a bit of work to figure out what times made my usual tasks feel easiest, so they were less like chores and more part of the flow of my day.
I know I have celebrated many of these things over the past few weeks of finishing soft but I am coming back to them again because I have come to a realization…
I want to continue soft.
I don’t know what that looks like but all I know so far is that I like this feeling and I want to keep inviting it into my life.
It may be trickier to continue soft than it was to finish soft but I am pretty damn determined so I will figure it out.