I lay awake last night wondering about more. Could I take it on? The endless quest for more, more, more? The ongoing circle of pushing, pushing, pushing? The never-ending feeling that the work is never done and I’m the one who has to do it?
It’s the silly self, of course, that makes us think this way. That tricks our minds into believing we are the only ones to do what needs to be done. That we are the only ones who can do the work that must happen to make the days face the sun in the morning and the moon at night. That it is all up to us.
That’s false, of course.
In reality, we are surrounded by potential helpers. Mothers and fathers and sisters and brothers and husbands and friends and cousins and children (yes! children! even the littles!) who can actually do things both big and small to help us carry the weight of our lives.
When we realize this, everything changes.
When we realize this, we realize that our job – our biggest job – is to find a way to get them to do so. Practice makes perfect and the practice in this exercise is asking. Is opening your hands and widening your smile and saying, “I need help,” or “Can you lend a hand?”
For those of us used to not asking, this can be the hardest moment. The moment you make a break with a past of doing it all and going it alone. But it can be the most important break you ever make, and one of the best things you ever do.
So go ahead, make the ask. Ring the bell. Tell the masses you need the help you need to do the things you need to do.
The world is waiting.