American journalist Sydney Harris once wrote, “The time to relax is when you don’t have time for it.” You could interpret that in a number of ways, but I think it means that your feet don’t have to be in the sand in order for you to start relaxing … that much of our rushing here and there has more to do with a distorted view of time than an actual time deficit.
I’ve been trying hard not to rush these days. So, when I’m behind an obnoxious lady at the grocery store who is taking longer to load her items unto the belt than it takes my mom to wash her hair, then I will make a concerted effort to breathe deeply, arrest my foot-tapping, and refrain from checking my messages on my email. Then I will repeat to myself, “This is a beautiful moment. Right here. Right now. Beautiful.” Exhale in. Exhale out.