I have spent the last school year trying to do it all -constantly trying to figure out how I can be everywhere, do everything and provide for myself and my family.
I feel like I am running through life, head down to the task, no chance to think or catch my breath and at times I barely recognized myself. I am pretty sure my happiness has been slipping, as a result.
Add to that, I am in a hurry to be everything and do everything somehow before I turn 50, so I can slide into it fully impressed with where I am at and who I am.
This is coming a little fast.
biting at my heels, actually
One could argue that all of this responsibility and goal setting and doing is a kind of YOLO but it has eaten up the other YOLO- you know, the fun YOLO. I think I will call it my YOLO MOJO.
I am a worried that I have forgotten how to relax and have a really great time. I am always focussed on the next task and how to make it all possible
Have I misplaced my YOLO MOJO ?
I have spent this month with two amazing 15 year olds and they have taught me about YOLO- their answer to everything
YOU ONLY LIVE ONCE
say it with me
I think maybe this has to be my new campaign. Finding my YOLO MOJO. Can the two of me co-exist and still get a solid 6 hours of sleep?
I welcome your advice or access to a fabulous cloning machine.
I went to a country party on Saturday night and the backdrop was like a dream
There was a magnificent house, standing like an old man with a long story, each piece of wood in its walls whispering a secret
it was open to the field and the pond like a child open and waiting for direction
and in the house, unrelated treasures so breathtakingly assorted and dropped into place as if they were always there – such a visual relief from so many homes that match and reflect nothing of the people who live there
I walked through thinking just to be there I felt I knew the hosts intimately
And the willows that dip and bend and drop their unruly hair to cover their faces – surrounded the magnificent pond that sat so still like a mirror- I could barely stand how other worldly and beautiful it was
For so many minutes I forgot there were over 100 people there and a band playing and food and people to talk to
Instead I wondered for so long about how inspiring it would be to live there and wake up to this every day and feel you were in an enchanted forest, in a house with such bulging charm
where anything could happen and nothing would be regular