Have you noticed that the standard reply to the question, "How are you?" seems to have switched from fine to busy? Why do you think that is? Are we all really that busy? Do we honestly feel so pressed that we feel compelled to put aside the social nicety of fine for the harried, slightly self-important busy?
I'm afraid the answer probably is yes. I think we are all just that busy; just that rushed. Almost every woman I know is two steps from crazy trying to keep up with all the demands on her time. Do you feel the same way?
I've been feeling rushed and slightly breathless nearly every moment of the day for a while now. I am tired of being tired, tired of rushing, tired of not getting home until after 9:00 most nights. This has to stop. So, I've been looking for answers. I've been seeking out new ways to slow down, to savor, to stop the frenzy.
It's funny. Sometimes the only thing you need to do to stop being so frenzied, is just stop. Just stop. Just say "Nope, not today." Say, "This chore can wait. That chore can go all together. This one is not the emergency it feels like."
Stop and give thanks. Stop and take a big breath and then go hug your kid, your spouse, your friend. Stop. Remember that life is not intended to be an emergency or a sprint. Life can be a slow, meandering walk with a friend. But, first, you have to stop.
Then, you have to give thanks.
Give thanks for a full life. Give thanks for too much work, too much laundry, too many things on the to do list.
Too much work? Thank God you have a job. Too much laundry? Your home is full of people you love. Too many things on the to do list? Would you rather be lonely and alone? I wouldn't.
Stop. Give thanks.
I love the picture above that I took at Dogwood Canyon last year. Animals never feel stressed and hurried. Have you noticed?