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I cleared the calendar for two weeks, booked time at the spa, the beach and my favorite contemplative places, diving in to a period of self-spoilage and reflection.
After two days of coming down from the crazy pace of work, I began to hit my relaxation stride. I jumped in the Camaro and headed north to the Japanese Tea Gardens in Golden Gate Park to write my next chapter.Donate Now
I was so ready for this moment. I began walking around the gardens, breathing deeply, taking it all in. Time to relax. I have plenty of time. I don’t have to be home until 5:30.
Then I need to make dinner, make sure the kids have done their homework, get the lunches made, get them in the bath, feed the dog, feed the chickens and get ready for day three of “resting.”
Don’t laugh, these conversations are real. At some point, I realized that I was speed walking, not mindfully moving through the day. Because as a type A working mom of two, that’s what you do. You race from one task, responsibility, decision and location to another.