We do not remember days,
we remember moments.
Statistics show that there are higher rates of heart attacks
on Mondays than any other day of the week.
I believe this is because
so many of us work at jobs we hate.
I hope you're not one of them...
and if you are,
i wish you baby steps towards
an eventual peaceful, gentle exit.
We often stay in a crappy job
because we need to pay the bills,
we need to eat.
Most of us tend to believe we need this job
to make ends meet.
We need to make this much money
otherwise, everything would fall apart, right?
I'm here to tell you
that it won't fall apart.
That there may even be a chance
that you'll be happier in the end.
I speak from experience.
When i lost my job (several years ago now)
we were in the process of building a new home.
My salary was the most stable of the two
and we had our 8 year old son to care for.
Two weeks after i lost my job,
my husband was laid off.
Long story short: we not only survived,
but we strived.
We spent less, worked hard,
and kept our courage.
We discovered that as long as we had a place to sleep
and food on the table,
we were ok.
This isn't the 1920's anymore...
there are so many other options out there
to set you free from work that makes you feel
like a caged bird.
We discovered that we really needed
far less things than we thought.
And you need far less than you think.
Unless of course,
you're keeping up with the Jones'.
If that's the case,
you need a shitload of money. :-)
I believe there is more value to be found
in watching waves on the shore
or a soaring bird in a blue filled sky
than in any Lexus,
or Gucci bag.
Of course i still work,
but i work to live,
I don't live to work.
And I do what i love as much as i can.
That includes art & writing,
listening to good music,
meditative morning walks,
watching the waves
and the soaring birds
in the blue filled sky...
Wishing you all your own blue filled sky today...
and maybe even a pretty flower.