I like to find a little balance in my personal life. To get things done and be productive, and then to do nothing productive at all. Purposefully, to sit and stare at the wall, or a flower, or a receipt upon the table. Though technically that is doing something, it’s not exactly productive. Unless you count the cultivation and practice of inner peace to be doing something. I guess it is.
We have a children’s book called “Let’s Do Nothing!” about two boys who decide they don’t want to do anything at all, but no matter how hard they try, they realize that doing nothing is doing something.
In a balanced life, I think it’s worthwhile to enjoy the quiet moments as much as the busy ones. People might point out that, being deaf, every moment I have is a quiet moment. It really isn’t. I’ve explained in past blog posts that my mind is loud, in part due to the busy visuals of this world we live in, and in part just because that’s what my mind is like. My mind is that raging river rushing down from the mountaintops, not the still and serene lake I wish it to be.
Truly quiet moments are such a rarity for me, that I treasure them for all they’re worth, no matter how fleeting the moments are before they pass.
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