For those who’ve been following the tale: I didn’t finish the book before book club, but the 200 pages I read were more enjoyable than I thought they were going to be.
Just another lesson in being open, in saying “Yes!” to what presents itself. I never would have picked up that particular book, but a beautiful friend presented it as our first selection for our new book club. Beyond the emotional journey of reading it (if you really know me, you know I’d love nothing more than to stay home all day, every day and read), flicking through those pages allowed me to connect with some sweet and smart women on Friday evening. Two of my bunny family, plus multi-generational representation from one of their families, great conversation, connection—much more spiritually fulfilling than my typical Friday night falling asleep on the couch while watching vintage seasons of RHONY.
I’ve been saying yes more these past few weeks. It’s one of my “challenges.” Some people do squat challenges or cut out sugar for 30 days type challenges; I give myself personal growth challenges. Saying yes and being more flexible is the theme of this current phase in my personal growth and development. I’m stretching myself to change or make plans last minute, to break one of my Cardinal Rules and leave the house on Sunday (only for VERY good reasons, should they arise) and to stay up past 8:30pm on a work night (again, the good reason rule comes into play).
I broke the bedtime rule last Thursday and spent the evening in Manhattan with four gorgeous friends and my mentor Gabrielle Bernstein. I’m breaking the bedtime rule this coming Tuesday to see Marilyn Manson. Yes, you can be a Spirit Junkie and enjoy some dark music—it’s all about balance, my loves. These rules, and the bending of them, may seem trivial to the less wound and regulated but to me, these are some huge shifts!
Yes, I have a lot of rules for myself. I’m super-structured, regimented to an extreme at times. I attribute my success to my discipline and my grit. As strange as it may sound, I’m disciplining myself to be a little less disciplined. But fear not, I’ll still be here every Sunday (or thereabouts) with you. Much love.