I have been thinking about how much more effective, at peace and filled with enthusiasm I feel when my life is balanced. Pulled in one direction my energy is focused and yes, it is a bit of an adrenaline rush…a train speeding down a track. But I have found the rest of my life becomes the shredded bits blown into the trees along the track, fluttering as I pass. Now I have begun choosing what areas are important to me and forming them into something that sustains and pleases me while continuing to book rides on The Hummingbird Special (the train my Grandmother would arrive on each year).
Going forward, I will acknowledge all the stops along the way to enjoy the sites there. Were you waiting for me to stretch the metaphor passed all endurance with All Aboard? Nope not going to do it!