On “doing”

Last Sunday, in an admittedly emotional state and in the mood to receive love, I decided to buy in. I was not going to think, just do. Pentecostal church… and two birds echoed the same message. The message I went into the day with. “Action is just as important as thought and voice”.

I took the advice that many men, who I have great admiration for, expressed throughout the day. Distilled it, tried, failed, tried many more times and found a sweet spot.

I have not stopped working since Monday morning, sleeping 4-6 hours, but I am not tired. I have not stopped meditating since Wednesday. Every single thing has become a meditation. On Monday and Tuesday it was “what more can I do?”…. Since Wednesday, it’s “how well can I do THIS” no matter how trivial the task. Treat it with the respect I know I have within me.

My mind has calmed, my body has loosened. I think I’m going to keep doing things with patience and respect from wake to sleep until life forces me into something else. Also my house, car and classroom are fucking spotless I’ve been cleaning in my downtime lol. 🌖🪄