For a lot of us, stillness isn’t an option. We are constantly running from one thing to the next, and hardly have time to just be still.
I think that’s true, but I also think it’s a lie too.
I think stillness is uncomfortable for us. Scary even. It’s not easy to just be still with yourself, because then you don’t have the hustle in the way to block out your thoughts.
We fill our lives with so many things: volunteering, to-do lists, meetings, lunch or dinner or coffee dates.
And in the moments we have to be still, to be quiet, to really notice what is going on around us, we instantly and reflexively reach for our phones. We fill the quiet with tweets, snaps, posts & photos. Because it’s easier to check out than to check in to what’s going on with us & what’s happening around us.
When is the last time you actually sat in the sun & just felt its warmth on your skin, noticing it there is a breeze, or if the birds are singing, or if there’s the smell of fresh cut grass or sea-salted air. When is the last time you walked down the street & actually noticed the other people walking by you.
I am guilty of this too – the filling of every second of my day. And I am going to try my best to carve out time to be still.
Keeping the radio off in the car periodically.
Keeping my phone off or in another room or deep in my purse.
Keeping at least 3 minutes of my day purposefully empty to slow down & be still.
I’m going to try to be more comfortable with letting the thoughts from down deep actually surface and then challenging myself to recognize & respond to them. Because maybe, just maybe, there’s a gem buried somewhere in that endless pile of busy & hustle. And maybe, just maybe, it’s time to let it out into the sunlight.