Source: Brené Brown from her book “Daring Greatly: How the Courage to Be Vulnerable Transforms the Way We Live, Love, Parent, and Lead” (via weltenwellen). Portrait via Isak
Tag: achievement
and then, it was the 6th day
For five days,
Kneeling to grit and acceleration.
Velocity wins.
Unwilling to let go of the fiery stick.
Clenched to overdoing it.
Burning.
And here it comes.
The morning of the sixth day.
Fully hollowed out,
a gust kicks up the smoldering ashes.
And there She is.
Whispering.
Be Still. You’re a work in progress.
One by one the fingers release their grip, the fiery stick falls.
The body sighs, and she gives permission.
Let it win.
Just for today,
Let Inertia win.
~ DK, and then it was the 6th day
Notes:
- Image: Mennyfox55
- Inspirations: Christie Foster: A work a progress. Marion Couts, The Iceberg: A Memoir: Either inertia wins or velocity wins. The stakes are at their highest.
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Your Daily Horoscope Too…
Saturday Morning
I always forget how important the empty days are, how important it may be sometimes not to expect to produce anything, even a few lines in a journal. I am still pursued by a neurosis about work inherited from my father. A day where one has not pushed oneself to the limit seems a damaged damaging day, a sinful day. Not so! The most valuable thing we can do for the psyche, occasionally, is to let it rest, wander, live in the changing light of a room, not try to be or do anything whatever. Tonight I do feel in a state of grace, limbered up, less strained.
~ May Sarton, Journal of a Solitude
Notes:
- Image Daniel Grant’s Angles via Journal of a Nobody.
- Related posts: May Sarton
di·lem·ma (n)
And it occurs to me that
there is a proper balance between
not asking enough of oneself and
asking or expecting too much.
It may be that I set my sights too high
and so repeatedly end a day in depression.
Not easy to find the balance,
for if one does not have wild dreams of achievement,
there is no spur even to get the dishes washed.
One must think like a hero to behave like a merely decent human being.
~ May Sarton, Journal of a Solitude
Notes: Image Source: Mennyfox55. Related posts: May Sarton