I wrote at the start of the year about all of my many plans for 2014.
Predictably though, I'm realising now - just a month in, that I probably over committed, and as expected I've already failed on a few fronts. And even though I started the year full of good intentions, goal setting and big ambitions, I've hardly even noticed now that I'm not striving so hard to meet them.
Instead of stressing and feeling guilty, I'm just letting things go, relaxing into the year. Taking time.
And you know why? I've finally realised that I'm always learning and growing, even if I'm not trying - even if it doesn't feel like effort. Just because I'm not striving, stretching, pushing, doesn't mean I'm not getting somewhere.
I've also been reminded that there is much to learn from doing exactly what feels good, instead of what feels like work.
So I've been spending time listening to music, watching movies, some great reading, thinking, being with friends, planning, wanderlusting, moving my body, listening, talking, stopping. Taking time.
And it feels good.
Play this. Seriously.