After an 8.5-hour flight, the wheels touched down in DC Wednesday night signaling the end of my Paris adventure. While away, I found myself lost in the senses: eight hours of jazz, 42 miles of walking, 12 pots of tea, countless cheese-free pizzas, three meet ups with friends, a carousel ride, and more.
Before I left last week, I did all the preparations possible to help with really being away. Not the kind of away where we’re still in constant connection to our digital devices, but away away.
I recorded these videos, let people know I was (mostly) unavailable, organized my to-do list for return and, while away, checked email only on occasion, and toted a mini art journal around town versus my planner. That helped keep me out of ongoing planning mode (it’s a favorite pastime) to stay more in the moment.
Up at 5:30am (perk of jet lag) yesterday and at the office until late, surprisingly despite taking six days off, I feel on top of things. By doing that prep work before leaving and regrouping on the flight back, I’ve fooled that post-vacay overwhelm feeling. Whew!
While sipping one of those many pots of tea, I set aside time to reflect in my mini art journal at a sidewalk café. It’s helpful to take stock as we move into the finale of 2019. Although the year is far from over, we have over 100 days left to make meaning and, similar to how I left for Paris, set the stage for what’s next.
May we continue to live our lives in a way that reflects our values and intentions to avoid that “rinse and repeat” feeling of all days seeming the same. We deserve tranquility even when the dogs are barking, babies are crying, bosses are demanding, and phones are blowing up. Especially then!
I believe tranquility is found in those moments in between and setting time aside to pause helps get us there. Bisous. x