There seems to be a lot of talk about space and time around me right now. I’m not sure when I have time to catch up, I hear my friends say. I haven’t got time to do yoga, meditate, play in the sunshine….. the list goes on. I have felt the same way for most of this year. And it is challenging attempting to squeeze all the vital parts of my life into the time available when there are kids who need my attention as well. It’s like my whole personal space-time continuum was out of whack.
Here’s how my space-time usually looks. Get up out of bed, get kids to school and day-care, go to work or university, come home, make dinner, sit down and do some work on the laptop in the living room “with” the family, maybe watch TV, go to bed. Replay.
Of late, this routine has been feeling quite ruthless. It is super challenging to find a few moments in there to really appreciate the joyous family I am surrounded by, the wonderful friends i have who live nearby, and most elusively, a moment to myself. I realised I had to make some kind of change and structure my life more towards honouring a need for a bit of personal space, or a smidgeon of me-time.
And then it dawned on me, like so many important things that are in my life today, I just had to decide that it was important to “make time and space” for certain things that fundamentally change my whole mindset – and prioritise them as such.
And like magic, it appeared. I wake up and sit for as many minutes as I can, and breathe. Sometimes I go for a walk on the beach nearby. And then I do just a few minutes, maybe even fifteen, of yoga. This little routine combined with a tasty green smoothie in the morning has transformed my life.
Now my days are more calm and less stressful. I simply feel more whole.
And it wasn’t even hard. Sometimes I truly wonder why it takes me so long to do these simple things which improve life so dramatically. Everything in its own time I suppose. Gently, gently.