Wtf even is balance

We buy into the admittedly alluring goal of balance because we believe two false promises. The first promise is that life is generally static.

Our mental image of balance is somewhat distorted because we tend to equate it with stillness—the calm repose of a yogi balancing on one leg, a state without apparent motion. To my mind, the more accurate examples of balance come from sports, such as when a basketball player spins around a defender, a running back bursts through the line of scrimma

The second promise is that all your most basic and complex needs, longings, desires—all those lush, rolling, verdant, dewdrop-dotted hills of wanderlust inside you, all your curiosities big and small—could be met in the first place, and that they could be met simultaneously, and still, that they could all be met simultaneously while you’re also rea

I think balance as an ideal and concept is grossly overrated, if you’re energized and passionate there’s no point fighting this, there are times when I’m driven to work like a mad man and this brings great joy.

Balance is flexibility in the face of change; perfect balance is perfect flexibility in the face of constant change.

My response is less “Don’t worry, we all struggle to figure it out,” and more “Don’t worry, balance doesn’t exist.”