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With the work and all, what can I still do for self-care

Writer's picture: Nikhil DayalNikhil Dayal

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I should walk as much as possible in the morning. But there is a glitch. Seldom do I feel fresh and ready-to-go after waking up. I sense I didn’t get my fill of rest, and lay for a little while more. The reasons I present to myself for justifying this are- I either slept late, or had an interrupted sleep.

 

I need to find which one is acting up in a particular morning, and rest a bit if I deem it will help my day. If I am idling for an hour more than needed due to laziness or escapism, I need to recognize it and use this time for the much-needed walks.

 

Additionally, I can/must take 3-5 minutes’ walks 4-5 times in a day- to get blood flowing into my brain- so I get fresh and sharp till the next time I repeat the process.

 

 

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I should read my ongoing novel at the same time I am having my breakfast, morning tea, and lunch (or even dinner). I can also use up moments from my 11 AM meetings for the same- whenever the agenda of the meeting doesn’t concern me. All this can free up more than half an hour for the reading bit.


I can also read from 11-12 PM. I could do nothing better in that window. But as was the hindrance with walking, where sleeping was the easier option, the boob tube acts as an effortless way to entertain myself, in comparison to the exacting reading exercise.

 

As I am low on confidence and motivation these days due to difficulties at my job front, I don’t want to do the good things, which are a smidgen more demanding and challenging, but are deeply rewarding for my body, mind and self-esteem.

Yet what seems as obvious and logical in times of energy and activity, seems absolutely skippable in moments of tiredness and despair.

 

Doing good things in bad times needs character. It is a choice.

 

But it may not seem vital, every so often, to progress in life, as long as I just live to face the next day.

 

 

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I can perform reiki on myself before sleeping and after waking up (prior to leaving bed). I can also do reiki in the periods when I wake in the night to pee and need to go back to sleep as swiftly as I can. Reiki helps with sleep, and shields me from foul thoughts and feelings.

 

Also, I have to absolutely avoid the boob tube in this phase. If I can’t sleep at all, more time to my endless list of stories.

 

Reiki and deep breathing can be done throughout the working day with some conscious practice.

They only give and give. Even as they won’t solve all my problems in the world, why should I deny myself such benevolent free help.

 

I shall leave no money on the table.   

 


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Before 8:30 PM, I should write-whenever it is possible to. Practically, I will end up with the gap between- when my work finishes and -when the clock shows thirty past eight. Even 15 mins of scribbling/editing matters. But even as I know the merits of this scheme, tiredness creeps in and makes me do stuff I should not be doing.

 

Again, the easy stuff eating away at my ever-shrinking peephole of individuality, and taking me adrift of the dream I imagined impossible to leave behind. The incorrect idea regarding the futility of doing the good-for-me things- takes away the vigour and the enthusiasm.


Without the butterflies in my belly, why would I do even a marginally strenuous task? I have deserved to do whatever I wish with my free time. Haven’t I?

 

Think again.

Do I not want to expand the burrow of a time I get for myself into a cave? Do I not realise the boob tube time passes quicker than the reading or writing time?

Can I not yet see these wonderful activities are means for my salvation? To straighten me out and keep me aware of my surroundings and my immediate situation?

 

How can I forget what they gave me when I kept on with them for a stretch of time? If I did forget, let me remind myself- I felt like the best in the world. It did not matter that I was obviously not.     

 

 

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What if I allow myself to recapture the mindset I have lost lately; which set me free in the period of extreme jeopardy.

 

Then the main focus, no, the sole focus was to keep words and their meaning at the base of my existence. The plan was intended to ensure I learned in the best manner, but it presented me with an unlooked-for bonus.

 

I was unshackled of all the inadequacies I found in myself. The events which affected my balance were passed on as they came in the way of my words. I could wriggle free of people’s intended/unintended hurtful utterances which would have earlier tended to stick.   

 

I must do myself a favour and return to those ways.

NOT TO BECOME THE BEST AND SHIT,

But to keep my self-esteem, spirits and motivation going.  

 

Morpheus gave the man- who was going to end his life- a dream.

The dream that he was the king of the United States of America. It was more of an illusion than a dream. But he lived because of it.

 

It is important to live.

 

 

Find the best way to make the most of your life, with all the issues and ever-popping obstacles.

Become the best in the world, but in your eyes.

 

 

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If I am stressed, anxious and hence rushed all the time, there will be a permanent fog over my wits. I will look at the world with limited perspective.

 

With this diminished perspective, I will have little grasp of where I stand in work and in life. I will always be struggling, seeking easy respites, and face the same challenges in the next cycle, which will start the next day at 10 AM (or earlier).

 

I will take no pride in small victories and progresses I achieve in my current restricted capacity; as they will be puny in comparison to what is expected of me in this role, in this organization. Hence, the roads will lead to me being perpetually low on confidence and self-esteem.

It is fundamental I look into the progress I make- as compared to the last day- and not try to mirror the lofty expectations they have of me here.

 

Otherwise, I will forget what I already know, and inadvertently shut myself to fresh opportunities, big or small; probably even change of jobs, or a change in careers altogether. The knowledge and wisdom I carry from the past will be markedly hazy or oven opaque due to the stress and the resultant mind fog.

 

 

7

I am not my job.

The good practices of the hedge will keep me in the right frame of mind so I am self-aware and upbeat. This will help me in preserving my energy and enjoying the virtues of a free mind.

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