Time sure seems to be in short supply these days. The hours whiz by and my To Do list is always longer than what I can possibly get done in any given day (or week). It’s a bit demoralizing, to tell you the truth.
I have a tendency to measure my sense of accomplishment based on how productive I am. Can you relate? Somewhere along the way I developed the (faulty) belief that my value increases with the amount of stuff I get done. My inner self knows that it’s not true, and I am working on changing this mindset. Looking at life from this perspective certainly has its drawbacks. One thing is for sure: it is a measuring stick I always seem to fall short on.
Why am I telling you this?



