I woke up this morning with a sense of urgency. There’s too much that I need to prepare and accomplish today. I worried that I wouldn’t be able to fit it all in. Then, I remembered something that I learned from poet Mark Nepo. A sense of urgency is an illusion.
The only way to get though is to slow down, not speed up. The more you feel like you can’t sit still, the more you need to do it. What we need most might just be the thing that’s making us feel that sense of urgency. When we refuse to accept it, that might be because it’s the hardest thing we can face.
“Now, more than ever, you need to breathe until your ounce of breath becomes the sky, again and again.” Nepo tells me. As I look out at the clear darkness studded with stars this morning before the sun rises, I know he’s right. I hear the sound of the horses munching their breakfast. I force myself to take a moment to just be here with the girls. Silk bumps my arm with her nose to include me in her world.
“The doorway to our next step of growth is always behind the urgency of now…Now, more than ever when the weights you carry seem tied to your wrists, you must not run or flail…. Love yourself the way you love your children or your dog or your dearest friend, without reservation. In this way, today with all it’s hardships will spill into tomorrow, and decisions will become as clear as streams thawing.” Thanks, Mark Nepo. Thanks, Silk, I needed that.