We’ve all been told:
- There’s a four hour work week.
- The best things in life are free.
- Follow your bliss and you’ll never work a day in your life.
Here’s what I know from my experience:
- Many days require a lot more than four hours, let alone a week. The days that require less than four hours I call either vacation, slacking or Sunday. Yes, I know, working harder doesn’t necessarily mean working smarter, but I have found that “work” is typically required.
- The best things in life that are “free” still require my prioritization, attention and energy. It’s true, my loved ones, my family and friends, can’t be bought. On the other hand, the roof over my head is bought, the food on the table is bought and the “free” things that congregate under this roof really enjoy eating this food. [and sipping nice wines!]
- I followed my bliss. 28 years later I still love what I do. And I still work most days. I hustle. I sweat. I love the outcomes, and these outcomes require me to roll up my sleeves and make stuff happen. Gladly!
Today, I’m in the hotel gym alone. April 17th – 5:15 am – deserted fitness center. Does this mean the early bird will get the worm? Does it mean hard work always pays off? Nope to both. It just means that I’m getting my wiggles out. And when I get my wiggles out, I feel better, can focus more and have more energy to contribute.
If you’re gonna pick a trite platitude, remember, it’s not rocket science. Pick a platitude that grates on your nerves and ask yourself why? Most likely it goes against your values or your very nature for what you know to be true. Then pick the opposite platitude. Trust me – there is one! Such is life.
Hugs,
AmyK
