Let's talk about one of the most neglected things you have.
No, I am not talking about what you think (although the first thing that popped into my head was pretty hilarious).
I’m talking about your soul. Your spirit. Your personal battery. What was the last thing you did to recharge it? More importantly, when?
If you’re like most of us these days, you are a multi-tasking machine. You may have it all down to a well-oiled science, or like me, you may be just getting by with glue and popsicle sticks (and, in my case, a whole lotta sugar and coffee). We are experts at burning the candle on both ends. We are hard workers: mothers, daughters, friends, partners, caretakers. We pride ourselves on our reliability and productivity, and our ability to somehow get it all done even if we are running on fumes. We can bring home the bacon and fry it up in a pan. Sleep? Ha! We laugh in the face of fatigue. We are warriors! We really are pretty dang incredible.
But what happens when you’ve stretched yourself in so many directions, for so long, that suddenly, you can’t quite rebound back anymore? What do we do when we completely run out of gas, and our battery is dead as a doornail?
The very first thing they show you before flight takeoff (well, after buckling your seatbelt) is how to use the oxygen masks. And to always secure your own mask before assisting others with theirs.
So why don’t we do that in our own lives? Why do we take care of everyone else's needs without addressing or even considering our own? Why do we wait until our battery is dead as a doornail before we realize we need to charge it?
Let’s make a promise to ourselves and start putting our own needs on our to-do list. You can’t pour from an empty cup, so let’s find out what it takes to refill it. We are superwomen, and we can figure this out, right? Let’s finally put on our own oxygen masks…Together.