I'm as guilty as the next person of filling up my to do list to bursting.
And even when I judge it right so that I have enough time to complete my tasks, my first instinct is to fill up the available space with something off next week‘s list.
I caught myself in the act this week. Instead of looking at my 'Next Up' list, I decided to use my ‘space‘ for rest and play. How lovely that felt. How nurturing and sustaining.
And in a round about way, it led to useful creative output. Which just goes to show, there's more than one route to productivity.
I love this interpretation of the Japanese wisdom of not-doing from Asia Suler:
“Coined by Zhuangzhi, Mukayu means “non-existence” or “non-purpose,” the freedom of emptiness. Mukayu is the purposefulness of not doing. It’s the richness of a wall left blank, a thought allowed to dissolve, a life left entirely open. It is the fullness of an empty schedule and a cup anticipating finely steeped tea. It is the act of witnessing amongst the tumult.”
Where can you allow a little emptiness?