I had one of those days yesterday.
One of those days that make you seek your city wall armed with nothing but a trampoline.
POING.
Work was wild, my career seemed destabilized, and my muffin-top seemed mammoth.
My dark wolf sunk its teeth into my soul and would not let go.
Driving home from work, I felt feverishly sorry for myself.
Later that evening, after a glass of wine (or two), it dawned on me that I had let my dark wolf win today’s battle.
Of course, that made me feel even worse.
I took a close look at the thoughts that were derailing me.
Work is only my job.
If my career is indeed destabilized, it is due to no doing of my own, and might very well be the universes way of pointing me to where my services are truly needed.
And my muffin top ?
Well...it does keep the top part of my body together, doesn't it :-)
I whispered to my dark wolf : You may have won the battle, but you have not won the war.
We all have days like this.
It’s OK. It's human.
Regroup.
You CAN get back up again.
Just for today.
