{"id":1260,"date":"2017-04-28T18:06:34","date_gmt":"2017-04-28T22:06:34","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/tamara.tedzplace.ca\/?p=1260"},"modified":"2017-04-28T18:06:34","modified_gmt":"2017-04-28T22:06:34","slug":"choosing-to-follow-the-sun","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/tamara.tedzplace.ca\/?p=1260","title":{"rendered":"choosing to follow the sun"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I think I sit too much.<\/p>\n<p>I wake up thinking about all of the things I need to accomplish,<br \/>\nNumber two son has returned from university with a gargantuan bag of laundry, to add to the rather large pile of laundry that already awaits my attention.<br \/>\nI need to do some baking, so that the kids have something nice for breakfast.\u00a0 Also having just finished one birthday, my daughter\u2019s, it is already time to start planning my son\u2019s.<br \/>\nAnd rather looming is the fact that I need, need, NEED to gather the income tax stuff and get it sent off to my ever wonderful accountant with my heartfelt apologies for being so very late!!!<br \/>\nAdd to this rather noisy chatter between my ears is this doggedly disruptive cough that kept me a little unsettled last night.\u00a0 Even though I have managed to sleep in, I drag myself out of bed with a feeling of dreadish disappointment \u2026 \u00a0 that incessant monkey banging his cymbals<br \/>\nchattering away to me &#8211; I need<br \/>\nto do better.<\/p>\n<p>When I sit down with my coffee, I read an essay\/manifesto on laziness, and the rather flawed belief we have that busyness is a virtue.<br \/>\nKnowing he only has a few hours before work, my husband is already getting things done.\u00a0 Soon enough he is finished his coffee time and is off to do some errands.<br \/>\nWhile I<br \/>\nsit.<br \/>\nFridays seem to have become my true day off,\u00a0 I don\u2019t have to be up early for work, and when I come down\u2026\u00a0\u00a0 my entire plan for the day is to sit, to read, and to catch up on things I haven\u2019t had time to read, and hopefully now \u2013 to write.<br \/>\nThis is how I choose to spend my day, in nurturing enjoyment.<br \/>\nThere really are things I should be getting done, but outside the sun is shining, the cardinal is sitting at the feeder and before my very eyes blossoms are blossoming. \u00a0And anyway I really have a very strong aversion to the word:<strong><em> \u00a0<\/em><\/strong><strong><em>should<\/em><\/strong>.<br \/>\nSo again, I choose,<br \/>\nI choose to wander as the blue jay calls my name. \u00a0I choose to stand grounded in sunshine as it warms my face and lights my heart. \u00a0I choose to talk to the flowers, to thank them for coming and compliment them on their beauty.\u00a0 I choose to stop and stand in quiet joy to watch the snails, the toads and the brand new tadpoles as the pond again springs to life.<br \/>\nI choose to wander in the pure contemplative joy of nature and marvel at every little inch of my gardens bursting into the glories of springs renewing.<br \/>\nAnd when the clouds then roll in, and the air starts to feel a little cool, \u00a0it is then I choose to go in and sit down with a nice cup of tea.<br \/>\nBecause this day,<br \/>\nis of my choosing.<br \/>\nAnd while it is probably true, for the movers and shakers of the world \u2013<br \/>\nquite possibly, \u00a0I sit too much<br \/>\nBut it is here,<br \/>\nin this very pace of life,<br \/>\nin the quiet beauty of nature<br \/>\nin the magical undulation of words<br \/>\nit is here<br \/>\nin divine gratitude<br \/>\nI can feel<br \/>\nmy heart<br \/>\nexpand<\/p>\n<p>And I can smile, when I think of<br \/>\ntomorrow<br \/>\nwhen I shall strive<br \/>\nto do<br \/>\nbetter \u2665<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I think I sit too much. 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