I was sitting at a cozy cafe just across from my condo. It was a rare Sunday afternoon - rare because I had an unplanned open space to do nothing particularly productive.
I had just come back from a business trip abroad to do a launch event of a project I was leading. The launch event happened after many weeks of working without a proper pause.
I felt satisfied with how things went. At the same time, I also felt exhausted.
The cafe was hidden on the second floor of an old building with a large glass window that covers one entire wall, overlooking the green branches of a big khaya tree. Next to the window, the owner had installed two swing chairs, hanging from the ceiling.
I sat on the swing for a while, sipping my cup of Lychee Rose tea. I noticed that even though my body was there, my mind was still in its frantic little race from one to-do to the next. 🏃♀️
I pulled out a book from my tote bag. The book is titled “Trying Not to Try: The Ancient Art of Effortlessness” that I borrowed from my friend Devina.
For as long as I remember, I had had a problem with trying too hard.
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Next time when you're dealing something that seems so out of control, ask yourself this simple question: "If this was very easy, how would it look like?".
Finding your ease with me with my new blog entry here. 👇
