This morning was one of those mornings in which I kept waking up afraid I was going to over sleep...and I over slept. Rather than my alarm waking me, I awoke to the intrusive sound of the street sweeper...and remembered with a sharp pang that my car was still parked on the street and it was a few minutes after 8...
Sure enough I started my day late and with a parking ticket.
Though this is generally not a worthy topic to blog about on its own, I have been meaning to blog a lot more often and it bums me out that I've already let myself become too busy to do the things I want to do, even the little things.
I miss India and the slow simplicity of life there. Sure, sometimes I got bored but nothing was ever really that stressful. I had time to just sit and think, time to contemplate, time to just be. For whatever reason, I don't allow myself that time here and during moments where I have nothing else to do, I feel anxious about figuring out the next thing I'm supposed to be doing. I have always thought that it was just me but now that I have seen myself outside of my culture, I realize so much of it is just my environment. It feels like a terribly difficult up-hill battle to fight against busyness...but I realize it's perhaps what I have to do to maintain my overall health.
Why do we keep ourselves so busy? What are we afraid of?
So many times in life busyness is necessary, during certain seasons you can't escape that...but it's also SO often a choice. What can we choose to eliminate, despite our fears, in order to get to the more "important" things, like our health, family and friends. Busyness is a great tool to make us ineffective in the things that truly matter - matters of the heart. I hope you can move through the anxiety and eliminate some of your busyness, and find time to just be, in the life you've been given, here and now. xoxo
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