There was a girl and she liked to work.
She would work and work and work.
Nobody could do all of this
What would they do without me? she wondered.
She was so needed, and the work was so special.
And one day she woke up
A pain here, an ache there.
And another day she could not fall asleep
Worrying, worrying, worrying.
And then one night she yelled and screamed
Wondering what was happening to her.
Where was the girl going?
Why was she striving so?
What was the point, the purpose, the meaning, the cost?
And so she collapsed. She fell down into a deep chair.
She knew, this was enough. Her body was telling her, her heart was aching.
She felt every cell in her body
Directing her back to herself.
Give up the awards and rewards, it whispered… come back home.
She slowly, slowly, began to recover.
She used the right herbals and medicines
She slept, exercised, laughed, cried,
She went to work and then she left work.
She took whole days with no work at all.
Eventually she figured it out; how to make her work her play
And her play her work
How to enjoy each day
Through presence, gratitude, love, and finding joy.
And she shared that joy and love with all.