Feeling my heartbeat again

I've been extremely busy the last weeks. When I'm busy, I just keep running. I don't pay attention to the things around me, the beauty of the world I'm running through nor my own condition. I just keep running, with my eyes fixed on the goal. Yes, I get a lot of things done with this attitude. But this attitude harms me in more ways than it benefits me. Because sometimes the best thing to do is to take a break, catch my breath and take a look around. Those moments may feel like a 'loss of time', but it actually helps to get things done more effectively. I need to learn to sit beside the road sometimes, and just take some ME-time.

God gave us a command to rest one day. That's not a command from some evil old man somewhere in the clouds. That's a wise advice from a loving Father who says: "My child, you have 6 days each week to run and to be busy. Please use the seventh day to rest, to refocus and to refill. You need it, it's the best for you. When you start feeling your own heartbeat and My loving heartbeat again when you spend that day in (spiritual) silence, all the things you do in the other 6 days will be done more effectively."


I need to learn to prioritize those moments of rest, refocus and refilling. Because I need to feel my heartbeat, I need to inhale beauty to exhale art in every area of my life. (That's a little sneakpeak of a poem I wrote. I might share it sometime).


So last Sunday afternoon I went to Brennels Buiten with my lovely family. Beauty, nature, family, rest, sunshine and love. Just what I needed to feel my heartbeat again. How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard...