Monday, April 10, 2006

What We Do With Our Time

Think of a 5 yr old kid being hurled into the pool for the first time. He's in the shallow end, but he doesn't realize it with the frantic flailing he's doing. He's sure he's going to drown. He's meeting his maker soon. And his body's getting more and more exhausted by his panic. Finally his movements slow and he learns that he can move slower and keep his head above the water. He can still breathe. Then he learns to stand in water that's shallow enough. From dying to relaxing was a state of mind.

That's where I'm at both professionally and here at home. I'm a five year old about in the middle stage, where I'm learning that slower movements can still be effective. Smooth is fast.

I still have that overwhelmed feeling, because I know I'm letting details go, and that it'll take longer to reach the edge of the pool if I'm simply treading water. But I'm too tired to keep panicking.

I've had to relax.

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