Comfy pants, oversized shirt, tea in hand, silence.
The place is deserted.
Besides the laundry spinning its final cycle.
Wow, what to do with this glorious day?
Excitement is enmeshed with overwhelm.
There’s a TON to do.
But what do I WANT to do?
“Take your Sunday off.”
Do active nothings.
Like, yoga, massage, vacuum.
Keep your mind restful, and don’t feel like you have to do anything.
A friend of mine just came back from a retreat.
The teacher would say, “In a million years, slowly raise your body from the ground and sit up, if you wish.”
In a million years…
If you wish…
I repeat it in my mind.
Already my body softens. Eyes close. Space, so subtle, breathes more space.
So, in a million years, what do you do today?
In a million years, I will get another cuppa tea.
In a million years, I will figure out what yoga class to take.
In a million years, I may call Apple and get my computer sorted.
In a million years, I will wait to feel what happens next.