Love this post. Little permissions move us forward. Incremental steps toward something most meaningful, it seems to me. Yesterday, I gave myself permission to be a football fanatic and spent hours watching the NFL playoffs. I rarely do that. This time it felt great. Today, however, I pushing the permission rock down the road and taking a long walk, meditating, and writing. Permissions, yes, but markers of my better existence. Thanks for the post.
Love this post. Little permissions move us forward. Incremental steps toward something most meaningful, it seems to me. Yesterday, I gave myself permission to be a football fanatic and spent hours watching the NFL playoffs. I rarely do that. This time it felt great. Today, however, I pushing the permission rock down the road and taking a long walk, meditating, and writing. Permissions, yes, but markers of my better existence. Thanks for the post.