Unwinding

I am sitting on the dock listening to the lapping of waves and groan and creak of boat against wood. The sun leaves a trail on each wave, and I feel myself beginning to unwind all the places that are bound by time and to-do’s and responsibility.

Busy-ness has released its grip and I find myself with more space to think. Space for words to travel from heart to head to fingertips. Activity tends to fill the space where words should be. It’s a relief, to think on things other than schedules and playdates, discipline and decisions. And I wonder if maybe all of my busy-busy thinking and doing actually takes away from the real thinking and doing.

Short of being on a perpetual vacation, how do you strike a balance?

Kimberly

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