There is a busyness about nature during the spring that forces me to sit still and pay attention. Nature’s agenda has a definite purpose with an important schedule to keep filled with buzzing and blooming and turning the world green.
My busyness rarely seems as purposeful most of the time. With jobs, families, and friends sometimes the busyness of life is unavoidable. We’ve cram packed our days from the time our alarms go off in the mornings till we fall asleep with our smart phones clutched in our hands. But I find that if I can stop for even a few minutes and listen to nature in all its busyness, the heaviness of my schedules and to dos melt away.
I may take 15 minutes with my morning coffee on the porch swing as the day awakes instead on thumbing through my Instagram feed.
I may choose to set in the courtyard at lunch instead of eating over my computer at work.
I may even choose to spend thirty minutes before the sun sets digging in my garden wondering when the fireflies will come back.
I don’t think of these as stolen moments from my hectic schedule, but rather time I am gifting back to myself and allowing the rhythm and rhyme of nature to renew and recharge me.
Jeanetta is a crocheter and coffee addict, chicken keeper and goat wrangler, a farmer girl and maker of drunk jellies. You can find her online at www.jeanettadarley.com or on twitter, pinterest & instagram @jeanettadarley.
I find this is so true. One short walk can make all the difference.
It’s just reminding myself to do it that I need work on.
My garden is my soul- restorer.
It really is my quiet time.