I didn’t write last week. I was traveling on the weekend, and exhausted on Monday. I felt a bit guilty about it, because I had made a commitment to write at least one post every week.
Instead I slept in, I took a bath, I read, I did a little homework. In short, I was taking care of myself and recharging my batteries.
I just finished reading Kevin Sorbo’s autobiography, True Strength. In it, he tells about his brush with death. An aneurysm in his shoulder caused three strokes in short order. He went from being an active, driven over-achiever to having to rest and take it easy. He shares how difficult it was for him to admit his weaknesses, ask for help, and do nothing. And what a huge realization it was for him that resting was actually doing something.
I could relate to his story in a lot of ways. I am an over-achiever in many ways. My friends often comment that they don’t know how I do all the things I do. Sometimes I don’t even know how I do it. And sometimes I need to take time to rest. I don’t always remember to do that, though. Quite often I push myself to exhaustion. I keep going until my body forces me to rest by getting sick.
I’m almost ready for the Spring Mysteries Festival – I’ve been preparing since the beginning of January. There are a few things I have left to finish, and a little bit of memorization left. I’m very excited to have a part, and I am truly enjoying the process. Yet there is still a small part of me that is starting to look forward to it being over – to have one less responsibility.
I’ve taken on a lot this spring. I don’t regret any of it. And I’m ready to set some of them down. I hate to admit it, especially to myself, but I’m not a superhero. I’m a mortal, and I have limits. I’m pushing those limits right now. I’m dancing on the edge. It’s good to know where my (energetic) boundaries are.
What about you? Do you know where your boundaries are? How do you find them? And how do you know when you’ve crossed them?