If Wishes Were…
I’ve said it before. Be careful what you wish for. All sorts of spontaneity came my way yesterday at work. Why doesn’t it ever work this well when I decide I am going to visualize being on an all expense paid luxury vacation? The hardest thing about practicing being unattached to outcomes, when it comes to work, is that outcomes are the principle objective. 
The day-job is consuming a bulk of my available resources lately. I’m always impressed by the simple and pretty much by-the-book obvious presentation of stress when it plays out in the way my mind slows down under the extra load. That response is quickly joined by a wave of fatigue that longs to be treated with sleep. If I’m payin’ just a bit of attention to the obvious, and aware enough to cut myself some slack, the stress is manageable. The fatigue is no big deal. My liver needed the sleep, anyway. I went to bed at a decent hour last night. So, bring on the day, I say!
I’m going to spend it secretly visualizing a tropical island while I’m working.


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