the little things
I'm sitting here in the Rosen's living room, with my friend Sarah Robertson and my husband Dave joking in the background (I'm trying really hard to concentrate on writing a blog in the midst of this). It's been a good day... trying hard in class, hanging with people, driving around, playing music, doing laundry...
I'm finding that lately I have to mentally make myself relax. I feel like the way I'm dealing with having a schedule (I haven't had one for 2 years before this)... is that I'm counting every 15 minutes that goes by with a panic that my daily 'free' time is running out, and I still have so much to do. I need to sit down and tell myself: "breathe, Anna. Don't think about all the things you aren't doing. Don't even think. Don't even count out rhythms with one of the muscles in your body. (I always do that)... Just breathe."
What makes a moment productive? I'm a very tactile person who loves enjoying every sense I have... I love to smell tasty or sweet things... I like to close my eyes when the sun is shining on my skin and feel the heat... I like to look at the birds playing games of tag in the sky above the fields here... I like to enjoy tastes of teas and savory foods (I'm really into potatos right now). But these days, I've been gathering stress for no good reason and forgetting to enjoy all those little things. Usually I find those things valuable to take the time for. I think I will do that tomorrow morning. Or NOT 'do' anything tomorrow morning.
Anyway, that's all. Just a little thought of the day.
posted by Anna @ 10:29 p.m.
4 Comments:
It's great that you've got such an awareness of the gloom of being "busy". For me, it's something I loathe but it becomes so normal that I forget to fight it!
I love the feeling of being busy. I feel energized. But I also like coming to the end of the day and the busyness and coming to a rest. These days as I ride my bike to school, I'm talking to our One who's "closer than a brother". I love the activity of riding and connecting. Then....just sometimes....I'll stop at bench in a tiny park at the top of the "killer hill" that I have to climb every morning.....take a cool swig of fresh water from my water bottle, blow "smoke" in the chill of the morning air, be with Him in the quiet....then hop back on my bike and carry on to school. It's lovely. If it's raining.....that's another story. :) Love yah, Anna.
haha if you look at the photo of your hand for too long, it looks like you have half a finger...which reminds me of my opa...he was a carpenter, and had maybe five fingers on both hands...ahhh, what a wonderful man!
love you anna! Hope that today you find the time and dicipline to relax.
xoxo
katrina
hey, i want to send you and dave something, so, please send me your address via email.
katrina b
Anna,
I just noticed the word on the smaller ring.
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