20 More Minutes
This is really simple, but it isn't always easy.
The challenge is to give yourself 20 minutes out of your day to focus entirely on you. Not an excuse to go shopping or have coffee with a friend, but rather a time for dedicated effort to help yourself.
The key is to just start with 20 minutes and do something with purpose, with focus, and full of consciousness.
Sound like some hippy tripe? Of course it does, but it works...
"Where's the science to back this up?" Seriously? I don't have the patience for this. Try it or not, it's no skin off my back. Worst case scenario, you get off your ass and get away from it all for a few minutes.
If we can reclaim just 20 minutes, and use those minutes for something purposeful, we can start to retake power over our days, maybe over our emotions, and certainly over our purpose.
“Fucking winter.” Billy spat. “Fuck you.” With every footfall his boots slipped in the snow. He was walking up the hill behind the house with the snow falling even now in the late days of February. “Fuck you.” Billy said to himself. “I hate you,” he said to himself. He stopped to catch his breath.…
The moon was three days past full, and Billy used its light in the darkness of the night to navigate to the wood pile in the snow. The snow was fresh but wet, and under the great pine trees it had frozen a thin crust which Billy broke through with his boots, down the hill…
In the night Billy laid on the couch in front of the big bay windows looking out over the valley. A layer of cloud hemmed in the world, cutting off the tops of the mountains and muting the moon that was a few nights past being full. But the moon still lit the earth, it…