The Good Kind of Tired
It was hard to sleep last night, for a variety of reasons. As I’ve learned to track energy, it becomes easier and easier, and I find my mind kind of out there, searching around for whatever might be going on. I had a feeling that something big was going to happen today because my mind was so busy last night. And that’s unusual after 15 straight years of meditation practice.
So when I got news after the earthquake happened in Virgina, I have to say that I wasn’t surprised. I was working through a very busy day and just kind of powering through with my head down. But since I have a lot of friends and family on the east coast, the next few hours were spent calling and redialing, over and over again, since the circuits were busy. I got through eventually, and everyone was fine. I sent a ton of emails. But it put a kind of worried energy on the day.
That was combined with a few other positive things — helping a client get pregnant with her first child, meeting a new client who had really great goals and perspective, assisting someone else with the launch of an important new product, and even hearing from a colleague I adore, and take a lot of inspiration from on a daily basis.
So though there was certainly nothing to complain about, I feel tired and beat, vaguely hallucinating with fatigue. I put a lot of myself into my work, trying to protect myself from overdoing, or giving until it hurts. And I enjoy nearly every minute of it. So perhaps the reframe today is to focus on the gratitude, that everyone I know survived the earthquake and that no one was hurt, and that my work means something to people around the world. Some I’ve never met, others only by phone. But as I work with them, I extend my human network around the globe, cementing that beautiful, fragile connection we all share.
