Yesterday I spent the night, pretty pink, dancing and celebrating the beautiful Renee Ferguson’s birthday.
I had such a time: getting ready, breaking bread with friends, and feeling such hope for the future. I felt connected to a life I had let go of over the past two years.
And then it struck me in between a twirl to Black Stalin’s “…Feeling To Party, ” that it was the first time I had broken bread with friends in 24 months.
The first time I was in a large group since the pandemic.
Had I become a recluse? Did I know how to be social outside of social?
Through lockdowns and grocery store runs and work and Zoom rooms and movies and gardening and all the athleisure wear; through family bubbles and vaccines and sanitized hands and masks off and on and off and on again, what had my life become?
And yours? I don’t know if I should inquire but I’ll ask the question anyway? Do you feel as if you’ve been in an emotional lockdown over the past two years? Maybe you became reclusive?
Maybe you didn’t reach out to your besties as much as you should?
Maybe the four walls of your home became your comfort zone and the supermarket your version of going out?
Guilty as charged!
But I feel now, at this moment, as we slowly emerge into the world, sanitized and masked, we all need a different assessment of how we value time and its passage.
As someone who has to make payroll because of how I spend my time, I have always said time is money. Chop! Chop!
Not only do I spend time leading and doing parts of the actual work in my digital and communications agency; I am also the one having to advocate for why it matters and why people should pay attention.
Ahhh, the bane of the personal brand!
Anyway, those are three full-time jobs in one. Time has always been money for me.
It’s not a bad thing but last night’s birthday celebration served another reminder I think we may have missed over the last two years of cocooning—that *** time is also life.***
It’s what all the minutes and days and vacations/ staycations and sips of tea and parties and road trips and birthdays and game nights and laughter with the people you love amount to.
A WHOLE, ENTIRE LIFE. Yours.
The alternative is a life not well lived and that, my friend, is not benign.
I figure the more we embrace that concept of putting meaning into how we view living and see time as entrepreneurs, heck as humans on this planet, the more value we will put into how we are spending our days.
Look, I’m not talking about showing up on Instagram showing how fun and fabulous your life is.
I am talking about the work you put into building relationships behind the scenes and having the most full, passionate, generous, silly, fun-filled life, you can.
If it happens away from the view of others, then you’re doing more than ok! That’s my challenge, and it is also yours.