In this morning’s daily reading in Science of Mind magazine, Ron Fox wrote about the importance of courage in combating the fears that keep us from going for and accomplishing our dreams. As I read, my mind was already busy listing all the tasks still left to complete before the work week began, i.e., Monday. Even as I write, I have to chuckle at the “work week” phrase, since my problem is that the work week never ends! Doing stuff isn’t hard for me. It’s what I do. A worker bee by temperament and modeling (after my ever-in-motion mother), I struggle, not with getting things done, but with not giving myself the time and space to Be.
So here I sit, writing this blog, because it’s one of the things that gives me a sense of peaceful, creative accomplishment. The bookkeeping program will wait, as will sweeping the piles of dead leaves from last fall still in the garage. I commit to being with myself for a few hours today, reading and resting, and perhaps even checking at the SPCA about that young dog that caught my eye. There’s a bit of anxiety about leaving the tasks on my mental and written list undone, but I remind myself of the old adage about how, on your deathbed, you’re more likely to regret not smelling more roses, than you are about not dusting more often.
And so, I wish you a true sabbath–even if only for part of a day. Who would have thought that it would take such courage to silence the internal critic that nags us out of our birthright to Be?
