Being away from my real life, I realize how difficult it is to intentionally live my life vs. managing my life. We’re on a two-week vacation making dedicated efforts to power down phones and stay disconnect from Wi-Fi. However, I realize that text messaging is a more devious guest to refuse. I’m sure there is a setting that I can turn off to mute the new inbound messages.
I notice that I am concentrating on living my life each day vs. managing it. In my non-vacation life, the lawn needs mowing, food needs prepared, phone calls need to be returned and chores need to be completed. At times, I can feel more like an estate or asset manager than an active participant in this beautiful thing called life.
My favorite part of vacation is that my incessant mode of efficiency can retire. On vacation, I see how my normal pace of life creates a lot of unnecessary anxiety in my life.
I say yes when I should say no.
I go out when I should stay home.
I do more when less is the better choice.
I choose to check out instead of connecting with people.
Maybe a vacation is part of a long lost art of giving yourself a break. When everything inside stops spinning so fast, it is a lot easier to choose what I love most.
