I'm taking a break for the month of June.
You know it's funny - plenty of other countries do this thing called "holiday" and enjoy several weeks of Summer vacation. What a great idea! This is mostly unheard of for middle class folks in the United States.
I think the longest vacation I've ever had was 10-days. I was 20-years-old and on a road trip with my family (Picture Chevy Chase in a Ford Escort.) That's fifteen years ago, for those of you who are counting.
The ugly truth is this: after all my hard work of therapy, recovery, vulnerability, and self-care, I've started finding my worth in what I do...again.
Gross, I know.
I KNOW that my worth is found in my connection with my true self, and that at the core of my being I AM the beloved. But I've forgotten it lately, and started hustling for my worthiness again.
The struggle is really real.
So, I'm being counter-intuitive and taking a break. A holiday. A Sabbath. I'm reminding myself to breathe and just be again.
I've rescheduled podcast interviews, I'm putting the blog and newsletter on hold, and I'm removing social media from my phone (other than the auto-scheduled stuff MeetEdgar sends out).
I'm going to spend the next month doing as little work as possible.
- I'm going to spend tons of time with my son.
- I'm going to take my wife on dates more than once a week (and more than the typical dinner and a beer and asleep by 10).
- I'm going to take my daughter on nature walks as often as she wants.
- And I'm going to play my guitar. I bought one a month ago, and have only picked it up 3 times.
I'm going to read books I enjoy.
And write in my journal.
And sleep late.
And eat ice cream in the middle of the day.
And exercise again. (Oops.)
And be spontaneous.
I'm going to do whatever I need each day, for the next 30 days, to feed my soul.
I'm taking a break, honestly, because I deserve it. And I need it.
As my friend Sue says, "The merry-go-round has a motor. You just need to get on and ride."
See ya some time in July.
Grace and gratitude,