There are 24 hours in a day. We
sleep, on average, 8 hours a night, work for 8 hours, and commute for
about 1 hour. That leaves you with about seven hours to deevy out
between laundry, cooking, cleaning, and taking care of loved ones’
needs.
You have seven hours. That one hour
your friend has available to spend with you seems much more valuable
in this light. Those ten minutes it takes to read a bed time story to
your children are so much more precious that you’ll find you’re
okay with reading But No Elephants more than twice.
We put so much pressure on ourselves
and each other in our society that we forget that time is a social
agreement. Yes, the world spins, the universe expands, but right
here, right now, is what matters. Stop counting and allowing
anxiety of only having ten minutes to ruin the breaths within
those moments—the life force.
Make it all count. If you must pay
bills and clean the house, set a timer for yourself. Instead of
cleaning while doing other chores, for those 30 minutes you must
clean just clean with all your heart. Use cleaners that are kind to
you and the Earth. Breathe. Then, when the timer is done, put the
cleaning stuff away. You may not have gotten every dish or every hair
on the floor, but there will always be more dirty dishes and more
dirt to sweep. Let it go and relax knowing you did what you could.
Time measures nothing but itself.
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