I am on a mission.
More like a demolition…
Yes, to do well at Regionals.
But today, I am talking about…picking weeds.
My yard is full of weeds!
And it’s funny how I really don’t realize it, until the suns out, guns out and that spring garden is on the horizon (fresh tomatoes and zucchini anyone?).
There’s nothing like picking a few weeds to make yourself feel accomplished in a day.
Seriously, you should try it!
Over the past week or so, I have set forward the intention to the universe to pick at least 10 weeds each day. Just 10. In my comings and goings throughout a day, picking those 10 weeds (or more on a good day) are just what I need to tangibly feel—in the midst of a crazy hectic schedule—that I am getting something done.
Another rule of thumb, new to the Kepler household, is that if anyone is on the phone (ie. Kris or myself), we must also be outside picking weeds simultaneously.
(How’s that for killing two birds with one stone?)
And you want to know a crazy thing?
As I pick one weed at a time, and my yard comes back to life, greenery and less clutter, the more I realize that is exactly how life works too.
When we look at the ‘big picture’—the yard FULL of weeds, the long daily list FULL of to-dos, the daunting tasks we need to get done, the BIG goals and dreams we have for ourselves (but don’t know where to start), the person we want to be (but are not today), the total amount of money on the bills we owe, the project that needs to get done—it can feel overwhelming.
However, when we focus on doing the one thing we can do today:
- The 10 weeds we can pick today
- The one lift I can work on to strengthen my clean today
- The one client I can truly invest in and show I truly care today
- The act of love I can do to show my son and daughter they are everything to me today (such as attending a football game or a choir show)
The more those big, overwhelming things become more and more within reach.
Another mission, along the same lines as picking my weeds, that I have been working on lately is one word:
It stings the ears for me to hear it.
It’s such an awkward, unlovely, harsh sounding word….primarily because I lovvveeee saying, ‘Yes!’
Stretching myself thin—sometimes one may confuse me with a Stretch Armstrong Doll.
So my intention?
For the next 5-weeks…leading up to Regionals…to be bold in saying, ‘No’ more often.
And while it kills me, because I want to do it all, and be it all—and I absolutely LOVE doing what I do—coaching, training, counseling, meeting, volunteering, speaking, scheduling, planning, conquering the world (ok, just joking there)…I realize I can’t do it all—and that’s ok.
After all, a girl needs sleep right?
And you do too.
Do you ever find yourself overcommitting yourself?
Saying ‘Yes’, when really the back of your mind is saying, ‘No.’
Even if it’s all good things! And you really want to help or do it, or be part of it…sometimes your gut just says, ‘No’….
And you have to listen to your gut.
I want to challenge you to tap into that voice.
And, if you are one to overcommit yourself or say ‘yes’ more often than ‘no’…just say, ‘No.’
And see what becomes of it.
On a mission,