I wrote a post the other day about making some changes in my life. Admittedly, I started small. Drink less coffee, a little stretching and a little praying before I start my day, and then ride the bus a few days a week. It’s that last one that I’ve been thinking about. To refresh your memory:
And I want to bus to work a few days each month because it gives me a space to sit, think, listen to music or podcasts and still get something done. For whatever puritan reasons, I find it difficult to just DO any of those things when I could be doing something else.
Bus to work in order to have space to sit, think or listen to music/podcasts. Oh, My, Goodness, you pretentious, precious . . . well other words spring to mind, none of which are worth typing out. Sometimes I surprise myself how dependent on the exterior I am to create interior movement. So I got to thinking, just what was I trying to achieve by “riding the bus” that I couldn’t do just by being still anywhere.
The obvious answer is not a thing. The bus was a ploy to deflect from my unwillingness to take time for things that don’t have an obvious, check, done that, with an obvious deliverable. Whether that product or service is for me or someone else doesn’t matter so much as the fact that I can point to it.
So, I’ve decided to re-do the bus one. I’d still like to take the bus one day a week on average, as a part of being a good enviro-citizen. However, the “sit, think, listen to music or podcasts” has become a part of my Lenten activities. Seems like they would be a good fit with “Be still and know that I am God.” Something else I haven’t been doing enough of lately either.
Got to go. I have some stillness on the agenda.