Our lives move fast, and with each passing day the speed only increases. As the days fly by, the number of things we feel obliged to do keep on increasing. Our duties pile up in mountains of soul-breaking tasks we must, absolutely must, perform. And despairing that we’re close to drowning beneath all these must-dos, we chase our tails in a spiral of never-ending, hectic activities.
Yet somehow, against all odds, we continue to follow one day into the next. We cope by topping up our fuel tanks with a constant dribble of easy foods, stimulants, and titillating distractions. We grab rest where we can, but our sleep soon degrades from deep, rejuvenating rest into episodes of fitful and numbing unconsciousness.
And when we do struggle back to consciousness each morning, tired and muzzy-headed, we dive straight back into the fray with nary a thought.
It’s then that a bone-deep weariness becomes a constant companion, hanging about us like an ill-defined stench that leaches away all the sweet enthusiasm for life that was our birthright. And for most, the passage of time does little to improve the aroma.
And this, we are told, is what life is all about.
But not all agree. There are a few lucky ones out there who have stumbled on an extraordinary secret. They’ve discovered, either through blind luck or through lessons learned from some hard knocks, that each person’s life came equipped with a built in recharger.
And it’s not a mysterious, esoteric secret; it’s been out in the open all along. Known by different names, it is, and has always been, available to everyone. Some call it being at one with oneself, inner time, or mediation. My favorite is sweet aloneness. They all name the same thing.
Just as we need quality air, food, and rest for our ongoing well-being, so too do we need a more subtle and powerful from of nourishment. Recharging our core energies should be part of our daily regimen.
And a snippet of nurturing solitude will do exactly that. Fifteen minutes a day is good, thirty minutes even better; one hour would be ideal. During that time it’s just you, the passing minutes, and a willingness to surrender into a space where nothing needs to be done.
And it’s all so portable. Wherever you go you always carry with you the potential for carving out a stretch of time alone. Whatever activities you are engaged in, the choice of taking a respite always waits patiently on the sidelines. And although this choice is readily available, free, and remarkably effective at renewing your energy levels, it is seldom acknowledged let alone used.
Why is that?
The unfortunate truth is the very nature of your overstimulated life inhibits an easy acceptance of time where you aren’t “doing” something.
When you take fifteen, thirty, or sixty minutes alone, you take a step outside your normal activity-driven life. You form a sacred space in which the plentiful energies drenching the ether can seep into your cells.
To make this work, however, you need to put on hold your compulsive need to engage in activities. And this is where most will balk. To be willing to do nothing of importance for an hour takes a degree of courage that few these days can muster.
Finding that courage is well worth your effort!
Each time you choose to pause, quieten down, and just be with yourself, the benefits of sweet aloneness begin flowing inward. And in short order those benefits begin remaking you. You become energized, rejuvenated, and filled with the indescribable inspiration that living a life of quiet harmony bestows.