I’ve Become a Thief

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theftAs I look back over the last month of my blog posts, I find myself both sad and disappointed.  I really enjoy blogging about a lot of different topics and have made a commitment to do so here.  I even signed up for the Ultimate Blog Challenge for the month of October where we commit to blogging every day.  I did it in July and completed it successfully – that sure felt good!!

In October, I only blogged 14 times.  That wouldn’t be so bad but considering 6 occurred in the first 6 days of the month, you can see there were a lot of gaps. {heavy sigh} I don’t want to beat myself up over it and I need to acknowledge that I’m disappointed.  When I look back at what created an environment of little blogging, I can see what it was.  I was “busy” (who isn’t, right??) and I put the needs of other before my own.  I pushed aside the thoughts that entered my mind about the importance of taking time to be creative, to honor myself and I just didn’t do it.

I find myself wondering if I could have accomplished more in a shorter amount of time had I taken the time to blog, to be creative, to honor me and my needs.  A pointless process since I know the answer.

When you take the time to honor your needs, you are more productive. 

Leaps and bounds more productive.

So why would I ever make the choice not to take the time?  Self-punishment?  Being able to feel like a victim? I know, in my head, that doesn’t make any sense.  Why would I punish myself or want to feel like a victim?


Fear sucks.

I’ve been gearing up for launching a new program and my goals are right around the corner.  I’m nervous.  I don’t feel ready.  And I know that’s just my fear talking.  I was born ready.  I’m willing to do the work it takes to make it happen.  And I’m willing to honor myself in the process.

Moving forward, I’m pushing fear aside and I’m committing to stealing.  Stealing time, that is.

I’m going to steal time every day to be creative. That might be in the form of blogging…it might not.  But whatever I do, it will be for me and only me.  Here are a couple of the ideas I’ve come up with so I can’t even use “busy” as an excuse anymore.

  1. I will doodle any time I’m on a call.  Doodling is creative and actually helps you remember the conversation better so it honors everyone.
  2. I will listen to music that makes me want to dance and sing when I make breakfast in the mornings. AND I will sing and dance.

How do you steal time to be creative?  Share what works best for you below.

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