Wednesday, July 10, 2013

I am filing up this beautiful blank space because blank spaces are not allowed

I have been waking up, riding my bike to work, working like crazy (summer madness), riding my bike to a place to write, writing for awhile, coming home, getting ready for the next day and going to sleep.

Yesterday I told a coworker that I was moving so fast that I wasn't enjoying my job.  This rarely happens.  Typically I enjoy most tasks and am thrilled to be so closely involved in the life of books and people who love books.  But occasionally, I find myself moving too fast to enjoy the library, or a simple bike ride or a cup of tea.  I am in race mode, which puts me in frantic mode.  Suddenly I realize that I am not living, and instead of sitting down quietly to let myself catch up, I try to fill the quiet moments with what I believe are things that I am not doing enough of because I am not living enough.  

Do you ever take a perfectly good moment and fill it with everything but stillness?

Well, let's give ourselves a moment.  Take the commas out of the moment.  Surrender the words.


  1. Wow. I am willing to try for that moment.

  2. Lovely post and so true. We always feel like we have to be doing "something" and sometimes the best something we can do , is nothing.

    Well written.