With the shift over the last couple of weeks - the sense of HOPE in the air... something else had come to visit me and it's steered at me like a rocket:
Ah, my dear old frenemy. Always pop in to remind me that I have twenty thousand goals to achieve and time is only slipping away. That reminds me that when I tend to only one of the hats I'm wearing... the other hats will turn dusty and frail. That shows me what other people are doing in the same boat and that I really have no excuses to at least match their success. Pressure comes in to urge me to accomplish, achieve, succeed.
Obviously - Pressure is mostly an asshole. Riding on my heart and mind like a bickering annoying cartoon character with a huge mouth and a loud high pitch voice yapping away its expectations of me with a raised finger. But occasionally - when it's acting more like a friend than an enemy - it gives me just a little push, a 'nudge', a much needed reminder of my ambitious desire burning in my heart.
There is a line to ambition, and my frenemy Pressure likes to cross it at times. More times than not.
But alas... I found an instant cure to the sickness! A quick 'go-to' for the nuisance of Pressure.
Enters my dear old bestie -
Like magic, Gratitude shows up with her slick 'I got this' attitude and shows Pressure the door.
When I am in the 'attitude of gratitude' - Pressure is frozen in place, as if Attitude sprayed her fairy dust all over and told Pressure to back off.
How do I let Gratitude do her magic, you ask?
Well, here's my little daily trick:
I write five things I am grateful for every day.
Today- it's (1) the sun that shined this morning with the most beautiful light through my window, (2) my cats and their much needed cuttles, (3) my partner and his playfulness that makes me laugh a lot, (4) my imagination that never ceases to surprise me and take me on a journey, (5) the food in my fridge and the roof over my head.
To those and so much more - I am grateful. And Pressure can go f**k off!
In April 2020, while experiencing her first ever global pandemic, Tamar Pelzig pledged to write something every day, even if it's only a word, so she welcomed to the world a daily blog to keep her creative writing wheels rolling.
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