Women at Rest

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Not sure what's going on behind the scenes at TypePad, but moments ago I discovered this blog was unavailable. Hopefully this post fixes the matter!

Update: All fixed. All better. :)

Accepting My Own Pace

I am quiet these days. Listening much more than talking. Or writing. "But my blogs! My book!" I squeal. "I should write!" Yes, all in good time. All in good time.

Last Monday I turned 42, and my birthday gift to (or perhaps from) my Self is to stop apologizing.

I don't mean I'll stop apologizing when I screw up or hurt someone's feelings. That goes without saying.

I mean I've stopped apologizing to others when I don't measure up to my impossibly high standards. The best example I can share is how quickly I respond to email. Internally I believe I should respond to every single email I receive within 24 hours.

Considering how many emails I receive, both business and personal, that's an impossible standard to meet.

The reality is, it usually takes me anywhere from 24 hours to a month, depending on the nature of the email. (Oddly, the most meaningful emails often take me longer to respond to!)

So, unless I drop the ball, or forget to let folks know when I'm incommunicado, no more emails beginning with the guilty apology "I'm sorry for taking so long to write."

My pace is what it is. May I honor, bless and accept it. May I notice when I'm scurrying to rush faster so I can slow down, breathe and be present. Gandhi said: "There's more to life than increasing its speed." Today, try easing up the internal pressure, just a littlest bit. Let me know how it goes!