Satisfying My Inner Betty White
For the last few days I’ve been pulling a Betty White in my head. (Although maybe those around me would comment that it’s not actually as private as I believe…)
Apparently, I’m hungry. Low on energy. And I finally figured out that what I need to feed is my recharge time. I’m looking for my cave, my sweat lodge, my internal solo space.
I’m not finding it yet.
And I haven’t been able to laugh about it, let alone snicker.
A half hour isn’t cutting it. I can’t seem to tune out the shared space of constant TV barrage. My projects have become blockages.
And then, I received a direct message from the Divine. It arrived in the form of a text message from a dear friend. This was her response when asked about her day:
“Going good over here. Just picking away at stuff, finding a rhythm of ease, and releasing anything else that doesn’t reflect that feeling.”
Ba-BAM. There it is. I’m so frustrated with, and focused on, what’s lacking that I’m not allowing myself to be nourished with what I have.
Twenty or thirty minutes is plenty of time to indulge myself now, while still welcoming a future afternoon. Wireless headphones with relaxing ocean sounds creates an internal environment of peaceful flow. I create space for my projects to unfold in their own design, and trust that they will be even greater than I could force into being.
And I am transformed, now.
Holy wow.
I’m back.
Pick away at stuff. Find a rhythm of ease. Release anything else that doesn’t reflect that feeling.
–Wendy Snobl
What’s your current hamster wheel? How can the above message support you in your process?
gina drellack 
Great stuff from both you and Wendy. Here’s one I lean on: “When I remember my gratitude list, it’s hard to believe God is picking on me.”
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Oh. My. God. THAT hits home, Neal. Thank you. I will consider that the Snickers bar that is ALWAYS in my pocket!
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