Playing at Work

There’s no time like the present. Yes, Grace, the Giver of Time gave me the present and I’m not wasting any time. Jonathan and David asked me what I do when they go to sleep and I said, “I work.” I work during the day, I take care of them in the evening and when they go to sleep, I plan and work my dream.

Someone once said, “Plan your work, then work your plan.” I have always believed in planning and strategizing. Now, I plan and strategize my dream and at night, I work my dream. It’s such an exciting time to put down ideas to paper then executing them daily.

The present is filled with moments I relish like no other time. Sometimes I catch myself staying still, looking around, and simply smiling. Life is good. Merlot is calling my name.

Guiding Lesson:

Eve, let’s drink to the initial thought that leads to a plan and gives birth to a dream. How wonderful! 



Let’s play a little with the choice of words that you used. You work during the day and then you continue to work at night. I know it is on your dream, however, wouldn’t it be fun if you didn’t have to work?  I don’t see you dream as work. It is an extension of you.  It is an expression of what your soul cannot say. You are a vessel, an instrument that is submitting to Divine creativity.  Does this sound like work?  Do you want it to be work or are you okay allowing God to create beautiful art?  Which sounds more inviting and provides space for fun, for living and for being a part of God’s never-ending creation story?  The latter will probably stir up ideas and energy while work will eventually have to retire. 



Here’s another thing I want to share that I recently heard. When top leaders of organizations as well as various types of artists were asked if they were happy with what they did, their responses were very interesting. The leaders liked the thrill and excitement. The artists had more difficult time answering because they saw what they were doing as a part of themselves. They were not doing art; the art was being done unto them. 



The other difference was that the top leaders couldn’t wait to retire and find something where they could express themselves even if it didn’t make much money like the artists.  Now I want to ask how many artists do you know can’t wait to retire from art and go work for a corporation?  Probably no one because they are living not working. They are being expressed through their gift and it blesses them. Even if they struggle, they do not struggle to live life and bring more beauty into the world through their gift.

So what word would you like to substitute the word “work” that is temporary and find a word that lasts and links the present to the future?  For when you are on your deathbed, your work will not be the essence people will remember you by, but for all the love, beauty and caring you shared. This lives on. This is what will be remembered. 



Why is it?  Could it be as children we always knew we were meant to play not work. Children don’t need to learn to play, they need to learn how to work. In fact, there is still a sense of awe at the great pieces from centuries long ago.  Imagine if you got paid to express yourself and play all day because of who you simply are and for how you show up in the world?

Eve, Want to check out the playground after the glass of Merlot?

Grace, I would love to go out and play, but after working all day, “playing in the evening,” and then sipping  a glass of red wine, I’m ready for bed. :::yawn::: I think Merlot knows what to do to get me to bed.