The things that make us happy are the things that we do least often, the things that we never have time for, agreed?

Are there really too many other things to do? Is it a case of having time or making time? Do we make time for the things that we feel we ‘should’ be doing and feel guilty about spending time doing what we want to do?

We are constantly told that we have to make the time to do whatever it is that makes us feel good: bake a cake, walk in the mountains, lounge in the sun, write a poem, take a massage or an afternoon nap, and all without feeling guilty or sparing a thought for all the things that are ‘waiting to be done’.
Does anyone really find it that easy??

Most people, at some point, feel the weight of time; a lunch hour spent doing chores with a sandwich on the run, or a birthday that along with presents and cards brings the question “what have I done this year?” and then, of course, the big one: That inner felt dread of getting older and one day having to look back and reflect on what we actually did, compared to what we had planned and expected to do.

If it isn’t your wristwatch ticking, it’s your biological clock, or the gentle hush of your grains of sand slipping away!

and how much time do we dedicate to getting ready for life? Priming ourselves to be happy? We get all the little things out of the way so that we can brace ourselves for the big event when it comes. We save for it, talk about it, plan for it, wait for it, get excited about it… about what? There is no big picture!

Life is a jigsaw, not a picture; it’s the little things that make us feel euphoric, feel peaceful, feel sad, feel angry, feel alive, feel. It’s the pieces that fit together to make the big picture!

So I’ve decided, I’m going to collect and share as many jigsaw pieces as I can; give them the time and importance they deserve, slow down, look at each one, savour it, enjoy it then decide which space it might just fit, and move on to find the next one…


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