I used to live by strongly by goals and to-do list. I love them! I was that person that added things to the to-do list after I finished something just to cross it out. It felt good. I felt accomplished. I felt valuable. I felt that I needed to constantly be doing something and that was the trap. I had defined part the worth of my existence measured by productivity. Not only was the measurement tool damaging to myself worth, it had no end.
I know I wasn’t the only one. Everyday we are bombarded with productivity tools and demands. We are supposed to be doing something, otherwise we become invisible. It seems as if we are racing again each other to be the busiest and that is absurd.
There is no merit in losing the present moment by filing our time with meaningless task. We might be busy but lack presence.
While I still have a list of goals and activities to give myself direction, the attainment of it does not define my experience.