I am a person who on the whole thrives upon activity. Whether that is being physically busy at work or whether that is allowing my mind to race … jumping from topic to topic connecting the strands of information into a pattern, it seems I am often on the go. Recently though I have experienced a few quieter days due to the holidays and some more days off than usual, so there have been moments of pause with nothing that felt really pressing to do. Many people might jump for joy at such an opportunity to do nothing at all but I observed something interesting in myself… I didn’t like it. Not one bit.
I asked myself ‘Why the disquiet triggered by having some free-time’? ‘Why the rush to fill every spare moment’? ‘Surely there is something ‘constructive’ you could be doing right now’? It took a while to come up with a reasonable answer, which is simply that I had fallen out of the habit of being still. For the last several years I have been juggling studies, work, every-day life and now a business, so of course there is always lots to do. I also find time to shop, cook, eat, walk, socialise (not a lot!) and even meditate (though often only briefly!) in amongst the long list of ‘things I would ideally get done/written/researched/completed’ but the bit I had left out in amongst the busy-ness was the practice of being still. It’s no wonder it felt odd when it happened.
What I am now remembering is that it is just as important to be still as it is to be productive, and that both elements are required to have a fulfilling life experience. My personal moments of stillness now involve embracing completely unproductive (and perhaps even more importantly ‘unplugged’) activities such as enjoying a coffee or tea outside observing, even if only for 15 minutes, the activity of others (birds or people depending upon where I am!) or nothing in particular, without automatically feeling I should be maximizing the moment by simultaneously catching up on social media or checking my messages. The fact that neither social media updates nor my personal messages have ever historically turned out to be life-threatening allows me the peace to safely not check them on an hourly basis! I’ve also rediscovered the art of reading for pleasure at home and not just when on holiday…. a very pleasant escape in contrast to restricting my reading time to textbooks and journals. Some day soon I may even dust off my easel and paintbrushes!
By simply giving myself permission to be still and essentially unproductive I now find the perfect offset to any feelings I may have of overwhelm or pressure, because once I stop I have the opportunity to centre myself, allow my mind to slow, and be reminded that there are things to get done and there are things that can wait and attempting to do it all is not necessarily a wise course of action. A moment within which I can ask myself ‘What have you done for yourself today’?
So I ask you now – how often do you stop, unplug, and just be still each day? Do you give yourself permission to not fill all your time with doing something that you ‘should’ be doing or are feeling compelled to do (I place the lure of social media firmly in this category!)? If not then I’d like to gently encourage you to rediscover some balance in your life by embracing the wonderful art of being still.







