So today for the first time in a long time I surrendered. In preparation for the upcoming open house, for the first time I listened to what my body had to say, and I stopped my creative push.
You see in the past, the week before an open house was a blur of fast food, Advil, caffeine and sleep deprivation. The adrenalin would course through me and at the end of it all I would collapse satisfied in what I had done.
However this year with my spent adrenal glands, the energy just isn't there. I am choosing quality over quantity and am happy with that choice. (Despite a few odd dreams, and a bad case of TMJ I will repeat the previous sentence until I indeed believe it! :-)) I can no longer beat up my body like I used to. I choose to accept this fact and not fight what is. I am going to put my feet up, and not feel guilty about doing so. I guzzle water instead of diet soda and my meditation this morning and time spent in the garden did more for me than a box of Sugar Babies.
So there is something to taking it easy. I am not letting myself down. It is not about the number of things I finish, but the time spent doing them must be enjoyed. Creativity simply cannot feel like work.