The forest speaks to me
Trees standing, branches raised
Slender wooden fingers
Reaching always for the sun
A tangle of roots running rampant
Drinking food from the deep black bosom of the earth
Everything is born from darkness
From the soil and the womb
And I, rooted firmly in the deep
Stand, life coursing through me
Arms uplifted towards the sun
I hate the tyranny of the to-do list, sitting there neatly inscribed with all the things I haven’t done and often have no hope of doing within the specified time frame.
Things change and I do different things, but still feel inadequate because I can’t check off those things. Yes, I’ve done digital ones where I can rearrange and add to and check off, but things are always getting bumped off the list.
It just doesn’t work for me. And I have a feeling I’m not alone.
If you’re one they work for, then fine, it’s not like a moral thing one way or the other 😉
What I’m trying to do now is simply find a rhythm between the now and the next. A dance between being present yet accomplishing things that need doing. Finishing what I’m doing now and asking, what is next?
I’m writing a blog post now. Next I need to switch laundry from the washer to the dryer and add stuff to the crock pot for supper (that sentence makes me go, squeee! I’m being all domestic-y today). That’s next.
One thing at a time, and things are getting done way more than ever before.
And I’m free of the list. I’ll let you know how it goes.
What about you? Anyone else want to break up with their to-do list?