By Suzie Daggett. The day after a treasured, easy, sweet and small family Christmas was a do Nothing day. One I have not had in a long time. My nature is typically filled with fidgety energy, getting up to do things, go places, plan events, spend time with friends and family. I do not sit for long. However, once in a great while, my body/mind says “enough”, let’s just do Nothing. Nothing. Nothing. All day long. I tried to read, watch a show, meditate, get engaged in something, but really, Nothing had its way.
Finally, I gave in, realizing my job was to allow and appreciate a Nothing day. To accept that my body can totally relax and will not fall apart. To accept that it is perfectly fine to switch gears and be quiet without an agenda. It was a slow release with its own benefits. Nothing got in the way of this Nothing day. I could feel my body mellow and relax as it fell deeper into the recliner chair. The sensation was a bit like falling asleep, yet I was in an awake state with my nothingness. My kitty loved the idea of me sitting doing Nothing while she slept on my available comfortable warm lap. I tried thinking of productive ideas, but then, I just drifted back to Nothing. Finally, the allure of making dinner sparked me into doing something. My do nothing needs were complete, I could feel my normal restless energy slowly begin to seep back into my body. Life as I am used to it returned. I am grateful for being retired when having the time to do Nothing felt like an accomplishment.
