I don’t know what the Sanskrit equivalent to Do Your Best is, but if I did, I’d chant it over and over again. These three words have become my daily mantra as I navigate the ebbs and flows of my current life transition.
Do Your Best.
How do you Do Your Best? What does that even mean?
For me it comes down to this. I try not to be so hard on myself when things don’t turn out perfectly. My best may look sloppy and lackadaisical to you, but it’s really the best I can do.
Being the ardent type A over-acheiever that I am, I’ll admit that sometimes my best really isn’t good enough even for me. Like many of you out there, I’m my own worst critic and my own best cheerleader rolled in to one. It’s confusing at times, but I’m doing my best to manage both sides of the coin.
I’m trying to find balance between work, family, and living my life in a way that reflects myself authentically and according to the principles I believe in. Balance was much easier to find when it was just the two of us. Balance with baby a new baby is a whole new thing. Balance while trying to manage work, the baby and a bit of a health scare is a strange new world. But, we’re doing our best to figure it out. That means I may not be able to do everything I want to do, but it makes me so much more grateful to be able to get done what I can.
I’m struggling with very intense emotions about the way things used to be versus the way things are now. For example, I desperately miss the time I had set aside for my personal practice, going to classes, workshops, etc. Some days these matters are easier to digest than others, however, when I find myself in an emotional upheaval over missing said events, I tell myself that I’m doing my best, that everything is perfect, and this too shall pass. That may sound cliche, but it makes me feel better about my day. My practice has always been spiritually based, but now it seems to be more important than ever.
This is the focus for me now–quiet the mind the stories it wants to tell by continuing to do my best, day after day. Oh yeah, and take a deep breath once in a while too!
Transitions are tough and sometimes scary, but are also an opportunity for growth. Whether it is the birth of a son or the passing of a loved one, transition territory can leave one sheltering for storm under a pile of cozy blankets and wanting to stay in bed forever. However, I’ve learned over the years that you can’t hide from life. It just keeps coming at you. Better to face it head on and do your best.
Hmm, I wonder, when did doing my best become sub-standard? Seems like my best is exactly what it needs to be.
My best may not look like your best, but I’m more than okay with that. I know some amazing people that make transitions like this seem like a breeze. I think that’s amazing and inspiring. I may feel harried and unsure, but I’m doing my best and it’s all that I can do.
How do you face transitions? What does it mean to you to “do your best?” Share your thoughts in the comments below and let’s support one another!