Perish the thought that I am about to wax eloquent on the subject of work- life balance- I am not!
I do, however, suggest that you google the term. The harvest will be as richly illuminating as it will be bizarre.
(Aside: It’s time ‘google’ was included in the dictionary as a noun as well as verb, do you hear microsoft? Man, you’re so dumb even your own name isn’t in your dictionary- not in small case. I withdraw my aside. You clearly have other, more pressing matters to deal with. Google can wait.)
The phrase befuddles my scant grey men. They run hither and thither wondering whether to apply for a visa to the moon or remain earth bound. While they rush about, of course, it is down- time with me. Not that you’d notice, for down- time and up- time are largely indistinguishable in my world. When have degrees of meltdown mattered?
You may call me simplistic, but to me the phrase means that there are two distinct entities- work and life. Apparently, humans are always trying to find a balance between the two, which is all very cozy. My question is this: is work not a part of life? When did work become distinct and separate from life? When did the two pick up cudgels against each other? When did the two turn adversaries?
The purpose of work is to sustain life. The privilege of life is to be enriched by work. The purpose of both is to help the soul complete its agenda in the manner it has decided to. There is certainly no mention of the two being foes! When did this happen?
Some erudite ladies and gentlemen replace ‘life’ by ‘personal life’, fondly imagining that the addition of an adjective would simplify matters. Now, you are supposed to find a balance between work and personal life. This implies that work is not personal to us. The richly bizarre harvest I reaped when I googled that phrase was even fruitier than the last.
The tone of almost all articles was belligerent. It was as if work were this rabid dog that has sneaked into a rollicking, upper echelon party. It stands in the middle of the room salivating, as it stares about it with malevolent distaste. Like, really?!
I didn’t sign up for that definition; stop shoving it down my throat, you silly nitwit!
I know why you subscribe to that definition in the pained manner of someone who is being ‘put upon’. Work and Life are adversaries to you for a reason. You feel your life needs protection against work- the rabid dog- for a reason. The reason is this: Your work is not your calling. The call to it doesn’t come from your soul. It is a profession (a money making activity) that has blown its fuse on the internal wire that should have connected you to the core of your being.
It is you reading your fat lawyers’ briefs while the music in your soul dies unheard. It is you busy learning the tricks of becoming a corporate predator with a corner office, while the teacher in you suffocates for breath. It is you pouring your soul into soul- less machines while the dancer in you languishes on atrophied limbs. That is why your work is an adversary to your life- as naturally it would.
But it never had to be that way. You chose to fragment your soul. You chose to bring the war inside your consciousness the moment you decided to disregard the voice of your soul. Your outer, social self is engaged in a mortal combat with your inner being. If your inner and outer being were in congruence with each other and the universe, you wouldn’t be struggling so hard to create a balance. You would have been a perfectly balanced being without ever having to try.
Speak not, therefore, of work- life balance. The issue is not of finding- or externally creating- balance. Balance and poise are the soul’s natural state, when it is moves unhampered in its chosen direction. Once you find your own direction, balance will happen automatically. Work and life will compliment each other. The war within will end. You will move faster because you will be moving in the direction you were designed to move.
Dig out your inner compass and let it show you that direction. Let your soul take the reigns. When you find your unique direction, don’t just stand looking at it- WALK.
Paths are made by walking, not looking.