Keeping to my Promise

My writing feels like its decreasing rather than increasing, I read other blogs and I urge myself to start again but things move to the wayside and I find it’s another month before I focus and recount what I want to share with others. I have so many notes for blog entries, I will get round to them but life has become busy and my promise to myself whilst travelling has been left at the back door. So today my writing comes from a place of change, a commitment to myself and my well-being. 

Sam and I took 2014 to travel, explore, adventure and reconnect and we definitely felt we did that, I quit my job to take on this mighty test of travel and found it a challenge not having a working routine but also refreshing to not be managed and told what I can and can’t do. It brought a new life to me and made me re-evaluate my old one but also my commitments to work and what I wanted for my career, what was important to me and my sanity. 

I came back with drive and passion to set up my own business/s and get a part time job allowing a guaranteed monthly income. One business succeeded, another didn’t work out the way I planned, the part time job came through, however this part time job turned into a full time and I realised that my working week was suddenly at between 35-40hrs over 4/5 days which wasn’t the plan I had once had in mind. I find money is the killer, it sneaks in and then i become reliant on it and it becomes hard to then go back, I know I start spending more and stuff starts to appear that I don’t really need. My mind slows down and my brain becomes mushy, the work I do requires time, energy and empathy and that’s a lot to give away, and not have time to replenish because before you know it the week starts again and the cycle continues.  
Last week I bit the bullet and went to my manager and took my time back, I have lessened my counselling hours which allows me to work 3 days a week then a Tuesday evening for my yoga. It allows me to spend time planning and developing as I have plans for more yoga next year but more importantly it gives me time to enjoy my new found greyhound, knit, rest, read and relax. 

I ask myself what makes us dedicate so much of our life to work, when did money become a thing that gave us status and when did we stop enjoying the life we want to live and take it for granted, giving it all up for work and stuff, stuff we don’t normally need.