Clear Space For What Matters
Five years ago I began a three-month sabbatical from my job as a database consultant. The sabbatical was the culmination of a nine-month process of some serious decluttering, both physically and emotionally ... and now, it's time for a tune-up.
Five years ago this month I began a three-month sabbatical from my job as a database consultant. The sabbatical was the culmination of a nine-month process of some serious decluttering, both physically and emotionally.
This is a journal entry from the first day:
3/3/2016
omg i did it. weeping with gratitude for possibilities opening before me. i could easily have talked myself out of this. i could have dismissed the need to write, to take time off. i could have filled this time with so many other things, kept myself busy busy busy till it was time to go back to my job. but i didn’t.
i have decluttered. i have decluttered my physical space, and my mental and emotional space.
I am giving myself the gift of space, so that i can create.
Five years later, I’m still amazed and proud of myself for taking my desire to write that seriously.
And now, it’s time for a tune-up. Nothing as drastic as the career change that came out of the sabbatical, but I’m finding myself rather busy these days. A little too busy. (Volunteer work! Classes! Book groups! More volunteering!)
If I’m going to take my new writing project seriously, I need to make space for it. It’s as simple (and hard) as that.
I’m putting it out there to hold myself to it.