takingitslow

So as the title suggests, the Christmas festivities have come to an end and I’m taking it slow… real slow. This year had me racing every which way in a surprisingly mindful and efficient frenzy; and true to form, I ended the year in the same way. Now it’s time to rest.

For me, that has more to do with attitude than sleep. Don’t get me wrong, sleep is good. In fact, it’s freaking fabulous, especially after an all-nighter spent in Denny’s waiting for my son’s plane to finally arrive (Thank you, LAX !), cooking marathons, and departure schedules. (So glad I finished the first draft of my next Never Fear anthology short story before that craziness began.) However, sleep isn’t always enough. Sometimes, I just have to give myself permission to creep along, picking up an errant ribbon, nibbling at leftovers, and sipping tea in snuggly socks and an even snugglier robe. Sure, I’ll get things done—or not—but I’ll take all day to do it. Or maybe a week.

Sometimes, productivity is the least productive thing to do.

And in case you’re wondering, this Mindful Musing is emerging on a whim. If it comes together in some coherent fashion, I’ll share it with you. If not? Well, as we say in Hawaii—whatevah.

You see when I’m on the clock, I stay on my feet, keep moving, and tackle one task at a time. (Check out my blog on Staying Calm and Getting It Done for those crazy adventures, including a typhoon in Taipei.) I ignore the mountain of work waiting behind it and focus on the job at hand. This way, I can maximize productivity without feeling overwhelmed.

Incidentally I approach writing a novel the same way. Instead of worrying about the magnitude of the project or the lengthy commitment it will require, I do my best to enjoy and celebrate the individual segments. (You can read about this perspective in Praising the Process.)

Recovery requires a different mindset. While I might still be on my feet it’s only because I feel more comfortable standing in the morning. And while I might appear to be moving, that movement is more of an ambling shuffle. Rather like my mind…

By the way, did you know a mixture  of apple cider vinegar and olive oil softens and hydrates dishwashing-abused hands? No joke. I tried this on my feet awhile back and it worked—and no, I was not washing dishes with my feet. Just slather it on and stick those poor puppies in socks or, if you want to avoid greasing up your computer, a pair of fingerless gloves and you’ll feel the relief within hours.

Hmm… Where was I?

Exactly where I should be.

Tori Eldridge
Tori Eldridge is a Honolulu-born writer, a 5th degree black belt ninja, and a former actress, dancer, singer on Broadway, television, and film. She writes action-packed, culturally-rich thrillers and mystically intriguing suspense, empowering non-fiction, and has taught ninjutsu and empowerment across the country.
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