Although I had a lovely and relaxing Thanksgiving holiday I
had a nagging in my core about all the appointments upon my return to work. The
busy nagging of the busy efforts that awaited while I was busy celebrating the
holiday persisted and became a slight source of anxiety that I could not allow
to settle, try as I might.
To kick off the holiday I met my best favorite guy at the
car shop so I could drive him home after we left his Jeep to have some work
done. The following days were filled with loads of traditions and love as we
celebrated with friends and family. The Monday of my turn to busy work life my
best favorite was still without his Jeep, so he was home from work.
Begrudgingly I left for work, the busy day I had been dreading for a week. I
met my first client in the community and it went really well, so I was pleased
to admit I had been unreasonable in my dread.
Less begrudgingly this time, I left for my next appointment
in another town. My disposition quickly changed when my car did not start. While
I questioned why and how this was happening now, today, I laughed and thought,
“so it goes”. Now it was Superdad to the rescue. I have an exorbitant amount of
gratitude for that man today. I just wish we had found his wrench before we
both drove away to continue our busy days.
Being forced to take a break on a busy day of dread made me
think of how much that break really was needed, even after a few days of
respite. It was a reminder to take time to breath, to meditate, and to set
reason to the things I do. While I was waiting for my Dad to arrive I happened
to read an article that spoke straight to my soul. The premise of the article
can be found in the following quote.
“This disease of being “busy” (and let’s call it what it is,
the dis-ease of being busy, when we are never at ease) is spiritually
destructive to our health and wellbeing. It saps our ability to be fully
present with those we love the most in our families, and keeps us from forming
the kind of community that we all so desperately crave.”
Being fully aware of the thoughts in my head I made serious
attempts to be fully present with those I met with for the remainder of the
day. People kept encouraging me to “have a better day” after I would remark
about car troubles and each time I was reminded that I already was having a
better day.
The power of being aware of how and why we do things can
create in us a sense of calm that can be expressed even in the presence of
“busy”. I certainly identify as having the Busy Dis-ease. My prayer with this
identification and knowledge is that I am able to voluntarily take the needed
breaks before they are forced upon me. I also pray that even in the midst of
busy I am able to understand the why and how I am busy and that that knowledge
will allow me to be more present with the ones I love. I pray to be more at ease.
