Personal Commandments

I was going through a couple old journals today in search for some information. There is an adventure in my near future involving a relocation to another state, region of the country and job/role/responsibility. I'm excited, scared, proud, eager, and sometimes even anxious all at the same time.

Perhaps I should cut out caffeine for a while. At least until after the move. Nah, what fun would that be?

As I perused one of these journals I found a list I'd developed entitled, "Personal Commandments." Some of them still completely fit. Do they all still make sense? Are there others that should be added?

I thought it would be a great accountability exercise to list them right here. And get in the practice of revisiting them to review. At this point I developed the list about 2 1/2 years ago.

And in no particular order:

Sow a good seed.

Do the right thing.

~~Do it for me.~~

Let it go.

Be Jude at 100%.

Breath in, breath out.

Listen more.

Just run.

Make room for more laughter.

Trust my gut.

Appreciate people - and tell them so!

I like it. They made me feel like I must have had my act together when I wrote it. Or at least had a vision of what it would look like if I did have that act together.

I'm eliminating 'do it for me,' because I'm not quite sure what I meant. And if it no longer fits, get rid of it! That works for most things in my life - if only I would listen when I figured that part out!

And the one I'd add because it's made a difference in the last few months:

Meditate.

And that's my list .. for now!

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