If human footsteps powered the spin of the earth our planet would be rotating at record pace. The rate of on-the-go versus stay-right-here has become so out of proportion we hardly recognize the value of simply being. Rushing to yoga class, rising for an early run, hurrying from work for a social drink, are so commonplace the effort required to achieve a moment of relaxation contradicts the art of it in the first place.
It is important for me to heed the needs of my health: I exercise, eat healthy food, (get regular massages when possible), and schedule my annual check-ups. I want to set a good example for my kids, but more importantly, I want to LIVE with them. At the risk of sounding hypocritical, life is not sedentary. An active family is a happy family.
As I age it isn’t the activity but the noise I find wearisome, searching throughout the day for a quiet moment. Just give me time to think. Schedules, news, friends, family, books, and current stuff are necessary to think about, while dreams, humor, creativity, and imagination are relegated to a dusty corner of our mind despite the substance they provide. Great ideas are the result of ample silence.
Writing my ideas, thoughts, and words requires a quiet place, either in place or time. You may find it funny my inspiration to write this came while vacuuming. Yes, there was noise. Yes, kids were running in and out and around me while writing. In an effort to absorb the worth of my words I sat down to write anyway, slowing the pace of the world one person at a time.