The mark of a successful man is one that has spent an entire day on the bank of a river without feeling guilty about it. ~Author Unknown
Outdoors the clouds roll overhead
Racing one another to a destination unknown.
Trees bow; wildlife seeks shelter against the tempest.
Inside, one’s emotions toss about
Like a dinghy caught in a blustery sea.
As our to-do list swells, the hours of daylight shrink.
We know we must rest, debrief, kick back
If we’re to have strength for the tasks ahead.
Why, then, are we so reluctant to do as we ought?
From youth, we’re ingrained in busyness.
Productivity, activity, restlessness.
An idle mind is the devil’s workshop and all that.
We race about trying to prove we’re accomplishing something,
Warding off the evils of idleness and sloth,
While tempting Fate to substitute ill health and exhaustion.
Maybe more of us need a river bank or park bench,
A place of solitude and rest for mind and body.
Stolen time to recharge, energize, restore, renew.
I crowded far too many tasks into Yesterday. Today is now demanding music, chocolate truffles, and sporadic dancing, as compensation. ~Dr. SunWolf
Note: Along with the good doctor above, I’m going to take a few days’ break. Maybe even a week! It’s time for Fourth of July, a visit with Domer, and some much-needed “Debbie-time.” I’ll be back (don’t forget me!)