Running to Get from Point A to Point B

Pam Robertson and Talking Joy's Ariane Pfaff discuss the transition from quarantine back into the busyness of our daily life. This past year we were forced to slow down and enjoy the simplicity of life, in nature, in our homes, and with our families. Hold on to the lessons you learned about yourself.

In my new episode, I share an essay written by a student who noticed the difference between running from class to class to living in that space between point A and point B. She said that slowing down helped her to walk between those two letters when she was able to slow down and see the ordinary things in her life, finally able to get lost in her own thoughts.


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As summer approaches and quarantine restrictions are lifted, Pam wanted to slow down and think about how we might mindfully transition back into the busyness of our daily lives. This past year we were forced to slow down and enjoy the simplicity of life, in nature, in our homes, and with our families.

Hold on tight to the lessons you learned about yourself.

In this new podcast, Pam and Ariane Pfaff share an essay written by a student who noticed the difference between running from class to class before Covid to living in that space between point A and point B. Slowing down helped her to walk between those two letters when she was able to slow down and see the ordinary things in her life, finally able to get lost in her own thoughts.

What will you say yes to this summer? What will you do to protect your peace of mind?

Maybe it starts by not doing everything on your to-do list. It’s up to you to form your own internal pace and to protect the ways that changed you for the better.

POEM: Planning the Day
by Gunilla Norris

The list grows—
sometimes on lengthy strips of paper.
How easily my life becomes a list—

Sometimes the lists break down
into separate memos—
a batch of yellow memory scraps
each with an injunction
Do this! Do that!

I can’t get rid of my lists. 

Perhaps there is some primitive magic here,
that if I name my duties I must perform them.
But then I almost always rebel.
These lists when they aren’t burdening me,
give me an oppositional determination
to disobey and to do whatever I please.

Why do I put this “have-to-do-it” burden
on myself? It only makes me righteous,
artificially safe, and soul-tired.

 Help me to sit here quietly.
Help me not so much to plan as to listen.
Help me to be informed, as in
“shaped from within,” by Your will.
My burden is heavy.
Yours is always light.

 

 

 

 

 

Pam Rotelle Robertson