There’s nothing that restores balance to my soul faster than writing, sunshine, and music. It’s why days like today are so important–days where I can grab a notebook and a pen, a bluetooth speaker, and a cold beer and go sit out on my back patio to do a little writing, listen to some tunes, and soak up some sun. Today was sunny and 80-degrees, slight breeze, and nothing on the agenda for a change.
This is as close to perfection as it gets, my friends.
I read an article recently in the New York Times recently (The Case For Doing Nothing) that questioned our culture of busyness and whether our obsession with over-scheduling and feeling the need to always be doing something is actually slowing us down, stressing us out, and doing much more harm than good. And I’m not just agreeing with this because I selfishly want a vacation or woke up today feeling extra tired. I’m agreeing with this because I see how much damage we’re doing to ourselves and our society by clinging to this ridiculous notion that busyness is some sort of status symbol, that running ourselves into the ground is the reason we were put on this earth in the first place.
What a crock of steaming, stinking bullshit.
We’re not here to run crazy and stress until we die. We’re here to appreciate beauty, to experience wonder, to spread kindness. We’re here to grow and learn and evolve. We’re here to connect with each other, to love each other, and to have some fun along the way.
And if we could just get out of our own heads (and out of our own way), we might be able to recognize that the secret of life is staring us straight in the face.
So slow down, folks. There’s plenty of time for all the things that matter. Everything else is just noise.
Oh, Mother Nature, you’re sure having fun screwing with us this year, aren’t you. Just when things were starting to get bright and beautiful, you spoil it with snow in May. At least it only lasted a day.
There might still be a little snow on the ground, and some cooler-than-normal temperatures in the near future, but the green will not be deterred. Spring just might come yet…
Sorry folks. Couldn’t do it. After a long winter cooped up inside, getting snowed in, an epic battle with a stomach bug, and a report of one last nasty winter storm on the way, I just couldn’t stand to be in the house today. The sun was peeking out from behind the cotton ball clouds. Yesterday’s ferocious wind had blown itself out. And the mercury was creeping just shy of 50 degrees when Cadence woke from her nap. And that’s what I call a recipe for an afternoon enjoying the great outdoors.
And yeah, we had a blast…
Sometimes you just can’t help but feel stuck…right in the middle of things. It might feel like nothing is ever going to change. It might feel like the frustration or the pain or the uncertainty is going to go on forever. You might be so convinced that the long winter is never going to end that you don’t even notice the beauty blooming right before your eyes.
Funny thing is…no matter how mired you feel in your personal little rut, the world just keeps right on spinning. The sun rises and sets. Time keeps marching on. The secret is to take a cue from the Universe and keep moving forward right along with it. Because you’re always going to be in the middle…right where the future intersects with the past…but you’re only “stuck” if you allow yourself to be.
So don’t allow it.
With all the ups and downs we’ve had with the temperatures lately, the poor squirrels around here don’t know whether they should be hibernating or not. This little guy paid us a visit, and all he wanted was a drink from the birdbath. It took a little bit of effort to chew through the ice on the surface, but finally his persistence paid off.