Gifts sometimes come in unexpected packages. I received a few this week. I also gave a few and for that I am grateful.
Music is good for the soul, right?
Ever since secondary school I have studied with music or some other form of white noise. Strangely enough it helped me concentrate, or so I thought.
This week I found myself for the first time working, writing that is, without music.
At first it felt a bit odd, because I was getting a lot done and usually I would have some kind of sound filling my ear. My first reaction was: ‘oh, I need to put some music on!’ And immediately after that I asked myself ‘But why should I? I seem to be working really well without it.’ Replied my subby ‘Yes but you always put some music on, always!’
I went on working without music and noticed a few remarkable things.
Silence really is restful
After finishing all my work. I allowed myself to think about what had happened. I had done more in less time and most of all I wasn’t completely drained and half passing out in front of my screen. My vigour really did increase!
Another one of my habits seemed to have died. When I am about to start doing something, I am ready, everything I need is in front of me. All I need is a cup of tea and/or a snack. So I would go into the kitchen and while I was there do some more kitchen stuff and all of a sudden I would be hungry.
This week I have noticed I am not using hunger or thirst as an excuse to postpone work. I am not saddling my best friend -that is moi!- with extra stress. I am paving the way for her to realise my dreams.
Celebrating small victories and opinions
I am happy to observe these changes in me however small they may seem to an outsider.
What opinion week did for me was observing when I really had to bite my tong not to say anything. And I noticed it was when confronted with behaviour of others I dislike the most in myself. The phrase ‘that’s just who I am, you have to accept me as I am’ is probably my pet-hate.
I am changing who I am because I find my own behaviour unacceptable.