The above link takes you to a woman who by most standards has it all and yet the post has a bit of a whine to it. Her whine, she hasn’t time to do it all particularly to small the roses or follow her personal dreams.
Here is another post from a facebook and twitter friend talking about not taking the time he should to walk the strawberry fields.
The advice and reminders from these two tell us to think about what matters. Useful, always useful. When we are young we wish we were older, we mark our growth by being “old enough.” I remember my “old enough” list. What these two authors are saying is “There isn’t time enough.” And right they are. There never is for all we seek and hope to do. So pausing to think about what you really want matters.
I think a slight shift in title number one might have suited me more as thinking about what you really want strike me as a bit too narcissistic. But it need not be and the woman writing the post was torn between wanting to be a doctor and wanting to be a flamenco-dancer. So she knew caring was important. She now vows now to stop and live more consciously with her current dream so it can bebetter nourished.
I think this is particularly hard for those of us who enter care-giving professions to pursue our dreams. There is so much need from others pushing us to set aside our needs. Not healthy.
The Strawberry Fields post is by a male therapist needing his children to force him to walk the fields together rather than plowing his own. But his own is earning a living and that is necessary for his kid’s sake.
No easy answers for any of us. There never is a enough time to do it all. Moreover, the world of today has made doing it harder. My sons are expected to be on call 24/7 and neither of their jobs are providing emergency medical care.
My observance of Shabbat has helped me, but even then I had to tailor it for me and not the ritual or expectations of others. I made Friday night the ritual night and Saturday the do for me day which might include the ritual or might mean just lazing around reading all day. No tv, radio, driving or spending money keeps it a more reflective day and I emerge feeling like I have been smelling roses or picking strawberries.
Robert Flughamsuggested in his essay, Everything I learned In Kindergarten that taking a nap every afternoon was a useful habit. Now that I am officially un-employed, I can follow his advice, but don’t always for there still isn’t enough time. However, I do wonder if the world would be better if there were a mandatory two-hour break in the middle of everyone’s work day. A break that meant no tv, no cell phones, no driving, no buying or selling, no radio, no making money, no working, no making war; just you and everyone else doing their thing peacefully and with love. Might that bring us peace on earth?
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