Forward isn’t steady. It ebbs and flows, sometimes chaotic. I navigate it best when I sense “the music” and where it’s headed.
Sometimes it’s a Cha Cha Cha — a step forward, a rock back. The rock back can hit hard, but it’s part of the rhythm. I keep moving.
Other times it’s a Processional — slow, measured, full of waiting and unglamorous steps that lead to the moment you’ve been anticipating. Think graduation: all protocol, all preparation, all worth it. Then there’s the Glissade — the glide. Momentum carries me, effort softens, and I want the chorus to last forever.
It’s a mix tape, and mixed it is. Every dance matters. Every dance builds the foundation of where I’m headed.
The playful steps build courage. The solemn steps build endurance. The steady steps build momentum.
The playful steps build courage. The solemn steps build endurance. The steady steps build momentum.
Sometimes I forget that moving forward also changes what I want — and that changes the dance again. At the end of the day, forward is forward. Two steps forward, one step back, a glide… or even putting your whole self in and shaking it all about — the Hokey Pokey, for the record. The dance goes on.
Im happy to read this since I've been leaning in that very direction of "take a day to do nothing" for the past couple days. On Jan 8, I took a phone call from my employer that I should have immediately rejected. Instead, not only did I NOT reject the call but I, against all my better instincts, accepted the project!! How many different ways can you spell stupid! Fast forward two months later. I've resolved the issue. The project is off my plate. Now all that remains is to repair the residual damage that was done in the process. Yes, I see great power in doing nothing, maybe for several days or more.