We’re just so hard on ourselves – all of the time. We’re not good enough, not thin enough, not clever enough, not creative enough.
We are so busy trying to be better than we are that we forget to just stop and think. We forget to be thankful for everything that we have and everything that we are, however we got there.
I’ve been lucky enough to have many female role models in my life – they’ve taught me that it’s ok to be different, it’s ok to fail, it’s ok to be imperfect. They’ve also taught me that it’s ok to follow your heart wherever it takes you, however hard that road may be, because you won’t rest easy unless you do.
I’m lucky, I’ve met and been loved by many inspirational women. My job is to ensure that I can pass along some of that wisdom to the young women I work with. They aren’t ready to hear it yet, they’re just starting out on their own paths, but in a decade or so I’ll hope that they remember me as fondly as I remember those who have picked me up when I’ve been down, those who’ve made me laugh through my tears, and those who have shown me that you can be successful and still have a soul.
Even though I’ve lost some of them along the way, these women are always with me. They still make me smile.
So, Tammy, although it is hard to be a woman, I wouldn’t change it for the world.
It all started with my spa day on Friday. I left my phone in my locker, and allowed myself to switch off, completely. This is usually very difficult for me – someone is usually texting, tweeting or emailing me and in this modern world we live in, I feel driven to respond almost immediately, because otherwise it’s rude.
Is it any wonder then that we burn out, or find it difficult to switch off and sleep? I’ve become programmed to deal with everything as it happens and constantly amend plans already in place to deal with the latest event. It’s not just me, it’s everyone I know.
But I know that I was run down and on the cusp of a burn out and so I begrudgingly booked myself in for the spa day. A day of total retreat and relaxation, with a 90 minute massage and a reflexology session thrown in for good measure. And I realised how good it was to be switched off from technology for a while. An unexpected delight came from the tea room menu – toast and marmite 🙂
So good in fact that it’s now Sunday evening, and I’m only just reading through emails, texts and tweets that have come in over the last 72 hours.
Instead I’ve spent my time listening to music, reading, exercising and have even managed a marathon ironing session. It’s been good for me.
I’m now ready to switch back on. Maybe I should ease my way in via online shopping? There’s worse ways to spend one’s time!