Sweat season

I’ve worked out twice since my cast came off a week ago today, which is twice as many times as I’d worked out since breaking my arm February 5. I’m excited about my new Yamaha-blueish daily-fitness-tracker watch, which syncs to my phone and sends me¬†alerts for incoming calls, texts or apps.

In the meantime, I’ve been meditating twice a week for a few months now and it feels like it’s just now starting to work. Sure, I fell into¬†a deep, 10-minute sleep during Monday’s session, but it’s different every time. Yesterday, I meditated on my thoughts and feelings, watching them come and go like a kite. The meditation teacher encourages us not to¬†avoid our emotions or dwell on them but just to relax¬†and be aware of them. At first, it was tough getting comfortable with everything that¬†popped up during meditation because I didn’t realize what all I’d buried. Sometimes, my mind races from one thing or person to my worries and hopes for the future. Gradually, I’ve been learning to let go of my mind and let it wander a bit without getting too attached. After, I feel a lot more focused and clear about my life and its purpose.

I listened to this podcast¬†about being a leader worth following with Duane Cummings, CEO of Leadercast¬†where CEO means¬†Constantly Elevating Others. He talks about his work being a “get to” and not a “have to,” which made me think about what I get to do: I get to write. Confucius said, “Choose a job you love, and you will never have to work a day in your life.”

Lately, I’ve been trying to channel my inner child¬†who used to dream of a life spent writing about dirt bikes.¬†I landed my first journalism job writing about dirt bikes. I bought into the idea of graduate school because of dirt bikes. I designed a magazine about dirt bikes. I’m working on a novel about, guess what, dirt bikes.¬†I am who I am because of dirt bikes, and I’m still trying to “establish the work” of my hands through my love of¬†writing about¬†dirt bikes.

‚ÄúAsk and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you.‚ÄĚ – Matthew 7:7




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