One of my monthly goals has been to do one getaway each month. The point is to explore, relax, rejuvenate, reconnects, but more than anything else be an interruption to my daily habits before they become chores and not something that I aspire to. I also don’t want my daily talks to become mindless to do tasks to mark off. I have to tell you, it’s not easy sometimes to check in and ground myself on why is it that I am doing something. So getaways are a way to break up that rhythm, and reconnect with my “why.”
So on a glorious friday afternoon in Vegas, I floated on my back looking upwards at the blue sky, just being. Letting it go, the water drowning out all the noise of the day, allowing me to take it in and know that where I was, was perfect. It’s easy to fall into the trap of getting things done, but if I don’t do getaways what is the point? I mean, what is living if we don’t enjoy our days?
The past few weeks, both my jobs have revved up, and I realize that I don’t build in some time off, I will burn out. I love what I am doing, but my vision requires me to be present in all areas of my life not just work. So this weekend ended up being one of discovery, relaxation, reconnection and most of all, a reminder as to why I push myself so hard to be the best version of myself.