I am always late for work. There. I've said it. And the frustrating thing is that my lateness isn't caused by traffic or some unpredictable morning disaster. Most of the time, it is entirely my own doing. I wake up and make my coffee. Then I get back into bed, which is right by the window, cross my feet, face the window and slowly sip my coffee. And when I say slowly, I mean slowly. I look at the trees. I watch the birds. I feel the morning sun on my skin. Sometimes I just sit there with my thoughts. I really love these mornings. I've also noticed something else. When I give myself enough time in the morning, my body usually does what it needs to do. A slow morning often leads to a bowel movement, which, as far as I'm concerned, is one of the must-haves of starting my day. And so I find myself wishing for more time. More time to sit. More time to drink my coffee. More time to maybe get outside and do some yoga or mat Pilates on the grass while the sun is stil...
Almost everything in our culture is goal-driven — including love. But what if life isn't a checklist? Step by Step — To Where? Let’s look at the common cultural script, especially around relationships: Date — but not for too long. Find “The One.” Get serious. Get married. Have children. Buy a house. Retire. Die knowing you followed the plan. Sounds… empty, right? But this is what many people are sold as a successful life . And we’ve absorbed this at such a deep level that even our emotional experiences get turned into to-do lists: “If we’ve been dating for X months, shouldn’t we…?” “We’ve had sex. What does it mean now?” “I love them — so that must mean we should be exclusive.” “We’re married — so I shouldn’t be feeling this way.” But what if the entire idea of "the next step" is the wrong framework for being alive? Where Did This Goal-Driven Mentality Come From? The obsession with goals isn’t human nature. It’s a product of syste...