Gung ho? We got it down!
Ever have times when your gung just isn't ho? I mean, when you just are not feeling extremely enthusiastic and enterprising, sometimes to excess, as a dictionary I checked defines it. The term gung ho comes from pidgin English, from Mandarin Chinese kung work + ho together . Enthusiastically. Enterprisingly. Working. Together. Maybe its more the gung than the ho in this instance, but sometimes, well, they just aren't working...together...or apart.
So what do you do when you find this happening in your experience? Me, I guess I retreat. I sit back a bit and wait to see what developes. Sometimes this lack of gung and ho manifests in inertia or, worse, a bad case of the flu. The latter is how it manifested for me this week. Down I went, just as I was gunging along and somewhat in the flow of ho.
The blessing here is that I know it is not a permanent thing. Even now, as I get ready to take yet another nap after taking cold and flu medications and drinking delicious homemade chicken soup brought to me by my neighbor, I know I will rise again! I will find my enthusiasm. I will again feel enterprising. I will be ready to work particularly on the work that supports my inner artist and makes a safe and supportive atmosphere in which I can create. In fact, as I write this, I feel the gung ho in me beginning to rise again.
What do I do when my gung isn't ho? I rest. I reflect. Sometimes I talk to my little animal companions. They are always gung ho, which reminds me how much we can learn from our dogs.
Then I get up and I gung again until it all comes to ho.
So what do you do when you find this happening in your experience? Me, I guess I retreat. I sit back a bit and wait to see what developes. Sometimes this lack of gung and ho manifests in inertia or, worse, a bad case of the flu. The latter is how it manifested for me this week. Down I went, just as I was gunging along and somewhat in the flow of ho.
The blessing here is that I know it is not a permanent thing. Even now, as I get ready to take yet another nap after taking cold and flu medications and drinking delicious homemade chicken soup brought to me by my neighbor, I know I will rise again! I will find my enthusiasm. I will again feel enterprising. I will be ready to work particularly on the work that supports my inner artist and makes a safe and supportive atmosphere in which I can create. In fact, as I write this, I feel the gung ho in me beginning to rise again.
What do I do when my gung isn't ho? I rest. I reflect. Sometimes I talk to my little animal companions. They are always gung ho, which reminds me how much we can learn from our dogs.
Then I get up and I gung again until it all comes to ho.
