All my thoughts these days have been "there's not enough time, there's not enough time." I feel like the White Rabbit in Alice in Wonderland, constantly staring at my watch, running headlong into whatever.
And then I stop and look around, and you know what I see? I see projects I cannot finish because I cannot start them. And the longer I wait, the harder it is to start them. So they never get started...
and then I'm rushing to finish them by the deadline and I feel sick the whole time. I'm facing that now and Goddess willing, I won't screw it up.
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Composing my time is like composing art. You have to plan it. I haven't planned effectively and it shows to anyone who actually knows me. It's easier to hide these days and again - not great.
So I started journaling and you know what? I'm not missing time. I'm not running out of time. I'm running out of mental space and just like when you don't clear things off your phone, my brain is screaming that I don't have enough free space and it's not letting new things in. Except, unlike your phone, I can defrag my brain.
Meditation. Time at the altar. Time with my cards. That's how I'm defragging my brain. I'm not letting the tasks overwhelm me - once they're written down, I don't have to think about them until it's time. The clock tells me when it's time. Defragging.
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Short post, I know, but I'll leave you with this:
it's easier to start the next project if you don't wait too long after the last one. The longer you wait, the harder it is. Even if what you do is small, don't wait. Just don't wait.
