As I was driving along with a friend yesterday,(having finished my secretary work by 8:50 in order to get to her house by 9:00, practice yoga together till 10:45, shower, and get our 3 children (and car seats) buckled in my car around 11 to drive to a lunch party at 11:30) we couldn't help but discuss "rushedness". So often when I have a morning or day that is booked by the hour I operate in "rush mode". Now I'm trying to either not book things so close together, or realize that going from one thing to the next is fine, as long as I truly let myself get into each individual task, instead of investing half my mind in the current activity and half in what I know is coming (which is "rush mode".)
On the same note, I have an aversion to the word "busy". Maybe because when I hear "oh, we're SO busy" "life just keeps getting busier" etc..., it mostly seems spoken not with fulfillment and joy but with a rather exhausted resignation. Thus, in my mind "busy" has a heavy, burdensome connotation, embodying an idea I would like my life to be without. But I have found that for me, it's more in the mind-set than the activities. If I'm not thankful for the opportunity to have the choice to fill my life with such an open variety of activities (and non-activities), then I'd be better off not having that choice (e.g. a slave.)
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