#detachement

[raisongardee]

"Pour prendre le chemin de la délivrance par le bon bout, il faut avoir la détermination sincère de se libérer de tout le samsara dont on a reconnu la totale vanité."

Patrul Rinpoché, Le Chemin de la Grande Perfection, trad. Comité de traduction Padmakara, (1808-1887).

[whimsicallyb]

"Everything must go Like everything you know, forget about it Everything must go Like everything you think you know..."

everything must go - jhené aiko

[tanyaluca]

Cross the Lines and be Free...

[astuces-du-jour]

Équilibre vie professionnelle et personnelle : comment ne pas se perdre dans le travail

Maintenir un équilibre vie professionnelle et personnelle peut sembler un défi de taille, surtout dans un monde où la pression du travail est omniprésente. Pourtant, c'est essentiel pour préserver son bien-être et sa santé mentale. La clé réside dans la gestion de son temps, la capacité à poser des limites et l'importance de se reconnecter régulièrement à ce qui est vraiment important dans la vie.

L’une des stratégies efficaces pour maintenir cet équilibre est de définir des priorités claires. En identifiant ce qui doit absolument être accompli chaque jour et en s'accordant du temps pour soi, on évite de se laisser submerger par des tâches incessantes. Prendre des pauses régulières durant la journée de travail, même courtes, permet de rester productif sans épuiser son énergie. Le travail n'est pas tout, et savoir dire "non" à certaines demandes ou projets est crucial pour préserver son équilibre personnel.

Il est aussi essentiel de savoir déconnecter. Beaucoup d’entre nous ont du mal à se détacher de leur travail une fois rentrés chez eux. Pourtant, en prenant du temps pour soi, pour ses proches ou pour une activité de loisirs, on recharge ses batteries. Ce n'est pas seulement une question de détente physique, mais aussi de nourrir ses passions et d’être présent dans sa vie en dehors du travail.

Enfin, l’organisation joue un rôle central dans l’atteinte d’un bon équilibre. Un planning bien structuré et l’utilisation d'outils de gestion du temps permettent d'éviter la surcharge et de mieux répartir les moments de travail et de repos.

Trouver un équilibre entre la vie professionnelle et la vie personnelle n’est pas un luxe, mais une nécessité pour une santé durable et une carrière épanouie.

[raisongardee]

" User à la fois, sans morgue et sans détour, des biens qui donnent de l’agrément à l’existence - et la Fortune les lui avait en abondance offerts -, de sorte qu’il en usait sans orgueil comme sans détour, s’il les trouvait à sa portée, et qu’il n’en sentait pas le besoin, s’ils lui manquaient."

Marc Aurèle, Pensées pour moi-même, trad. Mario Meunier, IIe siècle.

[whimsicallyb]

It's time to detach myself from you because I can't do this anymore. I know I'm the problem in this and I'm sorry, I wish I could be normal but I'm not.

[nina76trema]

After Surgery Diary #2

This is day number 3. The first morning after my surgery I woke up to my new inflated face and a period starting 8 days earlier than expected.

"Thanks!" I said to that little bitch that is my uterus.

"Oh, don't even mention it! - she replied with fake concern - It is really important to not be pregnant right now."

I know well that she just likes to kick me when I'm on the floor. But Fairy M was with me and I took it rather sportly. Fairy M is the liquid treasure British nurses give you generously when you have a serious boo-boo. The first time I received a syringe with no needle from a nurse during my previous stay in an NHS hospital my Italian Catholic mind exploded.

"I complain about the pain and you actually give me something and it's the Good Stuff?"

Where are the eye-to-the-ceiling-plus-long-sigh-plus-I'll-see-what-the-doctor-says? Where is the good old Catholic "we are born to suffer", aka "suck it!"?

Where am I that I suffer and you relieve from my pain? Ah, the Pope won't have it! Ah, you heretics! "is there something wrong?" Said the nurse. I sucked my liquid morphine and I said thanks with a smile (that time I could do it). The nurse told me that I could have more if needed it. I took notice.

So, I said Thursday morning fairy M was still with me and I took my early period with grace. I just asked a nurse for pads and she gave me what I needed it. I walked wobbly back to my bed and I was fine, the world was fine. The night before I had woken up more than once feeling my face on fire but I was fine. I felt sick but everything was fine.

Around 11.00 am on Thursday fairy M was gone, I had not eaten yet, they wanted to discharge me without giving me the sick note I requested, nor the new brace elastic in place of the one broken, and my husband texted me that he could not find parking at the hospital. I was ready to make a scene. I totally get the fascination of M addiction. For half a day the fairy gave me the psyche of a Zen monk. It would take me 30 years of meditation to go back to such a state of easy detachment.

I attached myself to the memory of the easiness I felt between Wednesday afternoon and early that morning and I made it through Thursday with no scenes. I was also able to get all the things I needed to start my convalescence: medication, my 3 weeks sick note, and extra brace rubber bands from the consultant... once settled at home I was even able to sit at the desk and write a post.

Thursday was still OK.

Friday I gorged down a purple protein smoothie of my own concoction. Purple is a healing colour. So they say.

Friday had the decency to be over in 24 hours.

Today I found that dreadful colours are slowly trickling down my neck, under my skin. My husband says some of my traits are starting to come back. When I look at myself in the mirror I still feel that on a feminine beauty scale that goes from 0 to 10, I am Romano Prodi.

Today, though, I was able yet again to sit at my desk and put together a post. I feel more present. The period is slowing down and with all the painkillers I'm taking for my jaw I hardly notice it's there. (Take this, uterus!) Also, I'm gorging down the Earthsea novels like they were a protein shake. My bottom lip is alive with busy bees making honey. No sense of touch from lip to chin, only some stinging from time to time and this bzzz bzzzz bzzzzzzz sensation. Oh, they are doing so much honey!