Oh, the brilliance of a lazy Sunday. We are reminded on such warm and fuzzy days the value of just being. The act of "being" rather than doing or planning to do. It is that one day a week that is overlooked by the average American, caught up in the get-stuff-done mentality. "After laundry, I need to clean out the cat box and make sure that the sitting room is presentable for later when we watch a movie.. Oh, crap, I forgot to get the movie. Make sure the doors are locked and while I'm out, I need gas, yes, mustn't forget gas... " and ON and ON and ON.
Shocking how the act of just being is lost art, a lost discipline. To be fully present in the moment, rather than thinking on a dozen other things for a later date... that has great value. It allows a person to appreciate the present, as is the desired goal for all present moments. Its a lost art indeed.
Go and sit. If you're with someone, be fully there, with them, not thinking about the laundry or work tomorrow. If you're alone, think on the satisfaction of knowing that this moment, this time and space in life can be owned and deliberately enjoyed by you.
Go and abide in the act of being.
We so easily forget the value of 'nothing time'.
