Work Karma

Today is Panadol day in the office. Coincidence that it’s also the first day of the week? Remember what I said about there being no such thing as a coincidence?
But anyway, all the girls at work today gravitated towards my little red Panadol Xtra box. To the point where I’ve just left it out on my desk in the event that someone doesn’t realise I’m the official pill-pusher of the office (And you thought being a journalist was my only job????)
Thinking bout all these girls suffering the Sunday blues got me thinking. Is the concept of coming in to work, following a leisurely, madly, wickedly, crazy weekend, so nightmarish that at the first sign of the office, migranes and headaches start looming large? And if so, why are we in this rat race to begin with? What is it that so compels us to suffer aches and pains emotionally and physically? Why face a day we so desperately don’t want to face? Is it money that’s the motivator? Or fear? Fear of not having money, fear of thinking we will be considered failures if we give up what makes perfect financial sense, fear that we are not good enough to follow our hearts desires? Fear can be a great motivator, if we so allow it to be. But fear-based reinforcement is the worst negative you can add to your life. If you only act out of fear, never will you perform for the simple joy of performing that task. And therein you’ve just lost your biggest battle.
Imagine instead, waking up on Sunday morning, grateful that you’ve woken up, happy to hear the birds chirping, at peace to see the flowers greeting you through your bedroom window. Imagine jumping out of bed, making yourself your favourite breakfast, meditating 10 mins in your little garden, showering with the most luxurious scents you have, putting on your fave clothes, cycling down clear roads, humming your favourite song, ginning insanely at every passerby (especially the ones with their grumpy Sunday faces) and then getting to work 10 minutes ahead of everyone else. Doing a sneaky update on facebook before your boss gets in can also be so immensely satisfying. And don’t worry, you won’t damage your karma for tiny little acts of joy. If anything were to damage your karma, it would be getting in to work grumpy, not doing your job from your heart because you’re angry, pretending to work when you’re actually whiling away the hours staring at the computer, stealing time from your company… that might negate your good karma, but a sneaky little email here and there, a stolen glance at the birdie on your window, five minutes of sitting with your feet up and a fragrant cup of herbal tea will do nothing but elevate your mood and make you appreciate all the tiny pleasures life doles out to those willing to receive.