What gives me energy? What helps me feel like me instead of this tired impostor? I’ve had about 24 hours to consider that question and this is my list so far:
- Singing. Preferably with a group.
- Dancing. And no, I don’t mean choreography. I’m actually not very good at that. It’s hard to concentrate on specific movements. I mean dancing. Listen and feel the music and respond.
- Performing. It isn’t so much the appreciation of the crowd, but the work and discipline and challenge of doing it and doing it well.
- Yoga. This may be a different sort of energy, but it’s energizing none the less. It’s focused energy. Calm energy. Strong energy. Aware energy.
- Early morning walks in the cool, crisp air, listening to Mumford and Sons, U2, Alabama Shakes, or other engaging music.
- Attending concerts or musicals.
- Time out of town with Jason.
- Time out of town with family. Down time more than hurried, rushed, see-everything-do-everything, overly planned time.
- Time out of town with the besties.
- Laughing. Oh my stars. Laughing.
I’ll add to the list as I go. For now, that’s what I’ve got.
September 2 update:
- Painting. I truly enjoy putting paint onto a canvas and seeing what I can do with it.
- Pedicures. Again — like yoga — it’s a different kind of revival, but it’s calming, soothing, and also gives renewed energy.
- Having people over for a casual but enjoyable time together. I don’t want to be all fancy pants, but I really do enjoy having people over.