Today was a restful day. I didn't do a whole lot, as the weather outside wasn't amenable to outdoor activities, and I had that day off from work. I did a few chores and tasks, I played a few games of chess online, I went for a run on the treadmill, I read, I listened to music. I didn't accomplish a whole lot, and that's okay. I needed a day with nothing really going on, with out any stress of getting a particular task finished or achieving anything specific. It was very nice just flowing with the day, and sometimes I wonder if that's what life is supposed to be like--not worrying about accomplishment or pleasing other people, but doing what the day brings along and doing our best at it and trying to enjoy it. I think that on the day I day, I'm going to think back much more fondly on those days that I spent simply being, and less fondly on those days that were stressful and annoying. Sure, there's a sense of pride to be had when we accomplish certain things or get other things done, but who knows if our goal in life should be to learn how to simply be, rather than learning always how to do. Our cultures value the latter, though, so that's what we tend to focus on, never even thinking that we may be doing something that's more harmful to us than slowing down, resting, and being mindful of all the gifts that are part of our lives.
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