I was in a conversation the other day with a colleague who was relating a situation in her workplace that needed tending. And then she said, “But that is not my work now. My work is to take care of myself and keep myself healthy.”

Choices. Priorities.  If we were to take care of every single challenge that our private and public worlds provided, we would lose touch with our work.  Her comment helped me to direct the flow of my life this week. Her comment helped me to define my work.

There are always many things to take care of, phone calls to make, people to nourish, but really, our work is what is in front of us that takes precedence over anything else; the action that will give us peace of mind.  Sorting that out, paying attention, making choices to move forward into the challenges that bring hope and promise and  that we can truly control and create outcomes for, that is the real value of our work.

Our work is paying attention to our hearts.

Our work is reaching out to the most important people in our lives.

Our work is designing a life that is fulfilling and being responsible to it.

Our work is personal.

The other? That’s a job. That’s the easy part.

Do your work. The rest will fall into place.