So why not take it slow, and do it the mature way? Because it's easier to swan dive in and start pretending, I guess. Maybe leaping into the flytrap helps us avoid the vulnerable conversations that come when you authentically look each other in the face and speak the truth at a careful pace.
When we're rushing, we are living in a state of resistance. It produces a state of consciousness that often comes about when we're feeling anxious. It's a lack of willingness to be in the present moment. Have you ever noticed how rushing implies a feeling of lack?
I am not going to lie -- these offerings of my time, presence, and patience often require deep breaths from me, a Reformed Rusher. But with every triumph over my former rushing ways, I heal a little more.
The detours getting to Someday are causing us to miss the little towns along the way. We're missing that tiny village with the colorful candy store filled with sugary treats. The best thing I can do for our family is to live in the here and NOW and not let us get stuck in SOMEDAY.
Most of my days are made up of minutes crowding out minutes; seconds squeezed up against each other like matchsticks in a box. As often as we can manage, my son and I celebrate do-nothing days. Nothing is planned and anything is possible.