Being is enough

I want to share an epiphany that I had today.

It really shouldn't be so surprising, but it is the kind of things we forget in a world where we are constantly chasing our tails and trying to achieve things.

We forget that we are alive and that life is happening right now.

I have been blaming myself for the past week for “procrastinating too much” (any client of mine will know that this is the kind of behaviour where I encourage self-compassion instead but it is so much easier to have compassion for my clients than for myself…).

Today I finally got onto my computer and I was doing things when I realised it was very sunny. It is winter here in Tasmania so I thought this could be the perfect moment to go for my weekly cold water swim.

But then on my way to the beach, I started feeling guilty. “Come on, you were finally doing something. You should be working. It's Tuesday.”

Once I got into the water, I felt the shining sun on my skin and the water around me, the beautiful mountains.

I was reminded that I'm alive and that this is the one thing what matters, in the great scheme of things.

I don't have to seek my worth through doing things.

Being is enough.