I’ve got no deeds to do,
No promises to keep.
I’m dappled and drowsy and ready to sleep.
Let the morning time drop all its petals on me.
Life, I love you,
All is groovy. –Simon and Garfunkel
I’m reveling today in the fact that there’s nothing to be done, no boxes to be packed, no lists to be ticked off, no place I need to be. All my work is done for the time being. And now, the future lies before me. Before us. The effort to get here was considerable. The move dragged on for far longer than we anticipated, but it’s finally done. The rain played havoc with our plans, so we made new ones.
Flexibility is important, as is progress. But so is rest. Without rest, we soon beat ourselves down into a state of exhaustion, paralysis, overwhelmed and anxious. That kind of stress is not good for us. It’s not how we were designed to operate. And often, too often, we are doing it to ourselves.
And now is a peaceful interlude. Time to contemplate. Time to take stock and time to just be. I’ve been missing this. It feels good. We’ve earned a little downtime.
For the time being, there are no deeds to do, no promises to keep. We have plenty of work ahead of us, but are grateful for the break.
The past several days have been ones of rest, of friendship, of sharing, of supporting and being supported. For now, that time is drawing to a close and we’re off to do the next thing on the path. And the path is being laid out for us, one step at a time. Often we don’t know what the next step is, and we’re learning that means we need to stop and wait. It’s too tempting to just try to muscle things into place. But there are times when the Universe makes clear, by obstruction, by feelings of reluctance to move in that direction, by chance happenings, by coincidences, that the path we think we’re on isn’t always the one we’re really on. And that we are not in charge here. So we can lay our plans, but we have to remain conscious that our plans are only that–plans. What will come to pass isn’t necessarily what we’ve planned, but will be exactly the right thing. And we’ll see that when the time is right.
So as this interlude of downtime draws to a close, I’m feeling refreshed and ready for the next step.
We’re on a countdown now: ten days until we fly out of Kansas City. I have a nervous knot in my stomach at this thought. I’m not sure I’m ready for this.