April 3, 2015 by musehick
When a whole week drifts by, and the amount of production you could have normally done is cut down significantly it rankles more than a little bit. It should. If you aren’t even a little bit worried about the work that you failed to do because of some unforeseen circumstance that had you on your back then there is something wrong with you.
I am not a workaholic – that bullshit suggests a lack of control on the whole cycle, and that is not what is happening when I choose to sit down and write after a day at work. That is not what is happening when I choose to volunteer my help to make people feel better about themselves and their lives – there is an intention there to do these things. I am happy to produce the effect that these things produce.
I am more spiritual at this point in my life than I have ever been, and it was unexpected, but is becoming increasingly welcome. It does so much for me to be this way, and I know that it helps those with whom I surround myself. Being in the driving seat of my own life is the ultimate goal of everything I do, but not in a selfish way, rather in a way that benefits me and those within my sphere of influence.
I aim to start pushing myself harder, because when I started slacking off, that was when I started getting problems. Being lazy and unhelpful to the world is a bad place to be.