Archive | Work RSS feed for this section

Do Less

6 Jul
My best friend is the most patient person I know.  She sips tea.  She strolls. She re-reads emails for mistakes.  And, she never voices things to her partner without thinking things through beforehand.  (I know wow!)  She’s kind of amazing…
I, on the other hand, am not the most patient person.  (You can ask my ex-boyfriend :P)  I go and hope that forethought follows.  I was weaned from the school of (re)action.
Still, for the most part, this ‘tutelage’ has served me well.  I’ve seen the world.  I’ve skated in the Olympics.  I’ve recovered from an eating disorder.  I’ve opened a business.  I do things.  And, the doing is great.  Until it’s not…
What happens when doing keeps us from being?
I am certain that there is action in inaction.  In pausing.  In checking in.
Because, not (re)acting is an action too. 
Now I realize that this may sound counter-intuitive but think about it.  We are never actually still.  And, when we stop doing enough to realize that, what else might we realize?  
Yeah.  There is that
A little more being matters.  And, don’t just trust me!  From the NYTimes, here’s the science bit:
“Idleness is not just a vacation, an indulgence or a vice; it is as indispensable to the brain as vitamin D is to the body, and deprived of it we suffer a mental affliction as disfiguring as rickets. The space and quiet that idleness provides is a necessary condition for standing back from life and seeing it whole, for making unexpected connections and waiting for the wild summer lightning strikes of inspiration — it is, paradoxically, necessary to getting any work done.”  (Source)

Take the action to ‘do’ less.  Then, let me know what you see!

You can start by watching this :P!  —>

Advertisements

“Nothing Happens…

30 Jan

Until Something Moves.”

Yup.  In the most ironic, winky, f-ed up, synchronicity kind of way that quote was my ice-breaker introduction at yoga school.

(Ithaca)

Translation:

Jamie basically lost her stuff in front of a room full of 20 hipster NYC yoga ‘friends.’ 

Great

In my defense humanity, let me road-map the day week leading up to said quote for you.  What I’ve done recently (and I don’t recommend this full-tilt approach…):

– Teach my last ‘official’ classes at my home yoga studios.  I love Mighty Bird! ;).  And, my last skating lessons for a while in Ithaca.

– Train 3 different people to take over various management, supervising, and support positions I was (yikes!) happily employed in.

Sidenote:  Enjoyment does not mean that things can’t and should not be challenged to grow.

– Introduce / dialogue with the new yoga therapist at IOP and transition her into the program.

– Say ‘be well’, love you, trust what’s already there to my girls…

Yes.  I’m listening too. 😛

– Pack up my house in BOXES with a lot of help from my friends.  Ship / store said boxes.

– Give up my apartment. 😦

Goodbyes.  This oxymoronic word is quite the lie.  Goodbyes just kinda suck.  (And, that’s how they should go.  I’ve loved and I know how special my relationships are.)  Even though everyone is still with me.  Just not physically…

Which brings me to NOW:

I am pseduo-jobless, living at my friends in NYC, crying at a yoga training.  Yeah.

I’m kinda a badass?

EXCEPT:  Nothing happens until something moves.  And, that’s exactly what I’ve done.  Moved on.  Stepped it up.

I can’t wait to tell you about what is happening.

It’s pretty freaking rad!!!