I can’t remember when I had so many balls up in the air. Really…I can’t remember when. I realize that it’s a situation of my own making. I’m a risk-taker; I am bad at saying no and good at saying yes. And that goes for all sorts of things, including those that I’ve never tried but that I rationalize are possible with a little thought/a little effort.
But then I find myself confronted with the promises I’ve made, with the things that I must deliver. It’s a heady place propelled by adrenaline but also quite precarious. And the danger is that my life becomes disparate, becomes diffused. That I wake up in a fog, where I am pulled in so many directions that everything is out of focus. That I’m out of focus. Do you know what I mean?
So my challenge is now to focus. I am trying hard to do just that. Despite demands, despite new opportunities, despite wishes to do otherwise.
Discipline is an art - I'm on a steep learning curve.
What challenges are you facing? Please share.
Maryam in Marrakech