It has been such a busy weekend, I thought I wouldn’t have the time to post a mantra for the next week! Besides more yoga classes, and teacher appreciation week coming up at my daughter’s school, my seven year old decided that it would be a good time to catch whatever bug is around and develop a high fever, keeping her (and consequently myself) up and restless all night long.
Sleep deprivation affects me something fierce, I suspect more than the average person is affect by such condition. My first reaction was anger: I don’t have time to deal with that. I have a busy weekend planned ahead of me, I have to rest at night, because I simply can’t rest during the waking hours. At 3am, I was hyperventilating in despair of my unaccomplished days ahead. How am I supposed to do everything??
Well, maybe I’m not supposed to do everything, or anything at all. What is really imperative to do? Can I delegate some activity and – shocking – ask for help? Can it wait a couple more days?
I do believe that I have enough, more than enough, really. But it’s hard for me to accept that I do enough, there is so much I want to do. And I certainly don’t think I’m enough. I could be a better mother, wife, yoga teacher, yogini, friend…how can I be enough?
But for the next week, I’m not allowed to say that to myself. I’ll repeat everyday, for the next seven days: “I have enough, I do enough, I am enough.”