I have this thing when I travel. It’s not a thing I particularly enjoy. I work myself into a complete tizzy, starting about 2 days before I leave. Every time I travel I think to myself “I won’t become a crazy person this time.” It’s not that I am disorganized, I am not. But, every time, I find myself up pretty much all night before I leave in an effort to cover everything.
Here is what happens. In my head I have to have everything I’m leaving behind completely perfect before I can leave so I can rest. I want my house spotless. The toilets nobody will use? Must be clean. The kitchen that nobody will cook in, yep that must be spotless too. The yard must be pooper scooped. And invariably I find that I need to clean a closet or something I rarely use.
That is just my personal space. Let’s now add my business into the mix. The studio must also be cleaned, all laundry done, all props properly folded, stacked and put away, lists made for teachers for anything crazy that might happen while I am gone.
If I am traveling by myself to a place I have never been, let me add in here all the anxiety my mind is kind enough to throw my way. “Will I get lost?” “Will I make any friends?” “I’m going to miss my family.” “What if I get there and I don’t like it?” “Will my dog be mad at me?” “WHY DID I DO THIS?”
He’s right, I had never thought of it this way before but it simply is my process. Somehow this proclamation made me less stressed. I am a Type A personality. Not something this yogini likes to admit, but I am. I am constantly working on something and always have tasks to do, whether it is business or personal. My process is wrapping up every loose end I can possibly think of, and there are always a TON, so that when I get there I can just let my mind rest and recuperate.
