your race, your pace

What's the hurry, friend? You got somewhere to be?

Your work will be there in the morning. The sun will rise again. And once you realise this, you can begin to slow down.

Not slow down in the sense of not working, not making progress, not striving to reach your goals.

No, you do work. And you work hard. But you're doing so on your own terms, in your own time.

That's life when you're doing your own thing.

Yeah, you want to achieve your vision, and you make strides to get there.

But in the day to day, you call the shots and no one but you.

You decide, if on a Monday morning, it's time to go for a swim, rest some, and drink your tea a little slower than usual. 

You’re not all about work and you don’t have to be. No one demands that of you, because you don’t answer to anyone.

In fact, you’re in a race of one. You decide what’s necessary, and what’s enough.

And is that not how life should be lived? To the extent that it's possible? On your own terms, in your own time, doing things you want to do, with intention, and care, because you’ve decided that’s where your time should go?

I think so, and maybe you do too.

Maybe that's why you're reading along.

Because you've realised that life is not found in the end, it's found in the now. Right here, today.

And so you do things your way, as much as you can, with what you have.

Your race, your pace.

Now keep going.