Through many mistakes over my 50-plus years on this now rather strange planet I have learnt some exciting things.
One lesson I have taken is that life is rather like a recipe.
I have to put all the relevant ingredients together to make life work. Much like my enviable cookery skills. Those that know, know how truly majestic my daily food is!!
My outcome is:
- Turn up to my income-producing activities at 100%.
- Turn up to your extra-curricula activities at 100%.
The recipe I am using now has various ingredients:
- Physical Health
- Mental Health
- Food intake
- Sleep
- Writing or journaling
- Learning
- Family and friends
- Challenges or finding a way to test my soul as often as possible
- Admin
- Silence
Each of the above has different amounts that are needed day to day. Weights and measures I think of it as.
Some parts of the recipe need more time than others. Some ingredients I still need to go find in the cupboard as they get lost along the way. Life tastes pretty poor when I get lost or forget to use an ingredient in the recipe on a daily/weekly/monthly basis.
Discipline comes into play for me here. Do what needs to be done with enthusiasm and excitement. How I feel today does not matter is my reminder to my inner voice. I soon forget and wind my soul back up to 100%
One thing I do know is my recipe will taste like shit at some point and I will do what I have always done and find a way to improve the recipe. Plus the recipe will be better at times as well. Once upon a time I never knew I was searching to improve the recipe. I just knew something was not working and it needed to be changed. The swinging pendulum of life as you grow and become ready for new ideas. .
The recipe I have now is not the recipe I had years ago. It has changed rather dramatically. I am sure it will change again.
One thing has stood the test of time though: The want to test my soul with exercise.
I am good at just ‘cracking on’ so I find a way to look past the days the voice in my head is lazy.
Tomorrow I shall ski for 2 hours. The first time in almost 2 years. I am not actually ready. But I know I am secretly. I will just crack on and enjoy the mental pain.
I do have a joy for life. It is really a once-in-a-lifetime thing.
No one cares so do your own stuff.
