Last week, my girlfriend and I decorated a poster, and I watched in shock and horror while she quietly filled in block letters that read “GO!”. Whenever I create something, it must be done section by section, each part perfectly aligned before I move on. When my girlfriend colors, she does so in long, uneven strokes that leave gaps of white paper unattended. It’s wild, outrageous, and not at all following the Rules of Coloring (that I personally made up). While I was watching her, it bothered me so much that she didn’t even seem to care about her technique. The more she worked the more anxious I became, even though it was clear that she was just having a nice time. The audacity!
be gentle on yourself, the next sequence of tasks for which to marshal resources and will, will come when it needs to; you have nothing to prove to anyone
"I release the need to control outcomes." I worked on this for a few years. 💞
be gentle on yourself, the next sequence of tasks for which to marshal resources and will, will come when it needs to; you have nothing to prove to anyone