Those are two words we don’t use in our vocabulary very often. We hurry, we rush. Maybe some of you are gifted at slowing down. I am not one of those.
Today after getting the kids ready and off to school, running to the grocery store, and trying to return library books, I was spinning by the time I got home. You know that thought cycle where you just feel frustrated and want to curl back up in bed. That’s where I was this morning.
It’s just too much sometimes. I was saying this in my head. And I heard the words: slow down. You are going to have to choose to slow down. Trust me no one will do it for you. This is your responsibility.
And all the things I enjoy started popping in my head, like: reading, coffee, writing, painting.
I decided I would clean up the house some: toys, dishes, and sheets (because I told my son last night I’d clean his sheets-nothing like getting into bed with the smell of clean sheets, cue the inhale.) I still did too much, but it felt important to me to get a few things done that I knew would be important this afternoon when my kiddos come home.
And that’s okay. It’s okay to be busy, as long as we slow down so we can hear ourselves think. It’s okay to run around town and get a bunch of stuff done, as long as we still have coffee with our neighbor. It’s okay to take care of everyone, as long as at the end of the day we are taking care of ourselves by taking a hot bubble bath and reading a good book. It’s okay to strive, as long as we take a moment to stop and realize that we have worth outside of our striving. And it’s okay to spastically clean the house, as long as you make time for things you love like writing.
We have goals, we have things that need to be done, but we also have a self that needs to be heard and nurtured. She will get more done if you take care of her. Whew that sounds weird. But I believe we can only hear her when we slow down, because if not she’s yelling at us like my daughter from the back seat because she needs attention.
Go, be loved today and take care of yourself. You’ll take care of others better.
And picking up a book I’m loving: The Happiest Mom by Meagan Francis, the chapter on aim low, slow down. I picked it up today and was immediately reminded of that chapter title. I love that God works in a synced pattern, repetition, because I’m a slow learner.