So now I'm living on this beautiful island. Unbelievably gorgeous island, really. And I still manage to create stress for myself. Why?? The other night I was stressed out driving to a - um, get this- deep relaxation yoga class! I left a little late so the whole drive there was slightly anxious that I was going to be late. Like it mattered! What, late to relax? That' doesn't even make any sense!
Today we signed up to do a little weeding at this groovy little garden with 88 shrines stacked up the hill and basically surrounded by orchids. The volunteer times were 9 to 1 and volunteers were to meet at 9 at the bottom of the hill. There was an accident on the road on our way down, which delayed us by nearly 45 minutes. So, I got kind of stressed out driving there because we were late. Late to do volunteer weeding! Is that really something that warrants stress? So, I've really been trying to work on this lately. To calm down. To move at the pace of the island and learn how to just get present!
I remember when I was 20 and my friend and I had summer jobs in Jamaica. The first day on the job we actually ran across the hotel grounds to get to our bosses office exactly by 9am, rather than 9:01. The Jamaicans who saw us running got all worried and were asking us, "What happened? What's wrong??" When we explained that it was 8:59 and we were trying to get to work by 9:00 they nearly wet themselves with laughter. Three months later we nearly did too remembering back. Then two years later I was working for the Board of Ed in Japan and was docked pay for every minute after the chimes rang that I was not in my seat. Seriously. As an adult. Even if I was already there and went to use the restroom- "In your seat when the chimes ring is the rule. And Japanese business men drop dead at 40.
So, let it be known that I plan on releasing this addiction to nonsense that I have and ready to embrace a slower, simpler more centered way of being. amen.