"Busy is the enemy of peace."
Those are some nice words from Lara Casey. On some level I agree with them, completely, but on another I have to say the opposite is true as well ---
Peace is the enemy of busy.
Though as I write that out I think it's not quite right. Maybe more like ---
Stagnation is the enemy of productivity.
And stagnation is often confused as peace.
And busy is often confused as productive.
I'm one of those that always thought that if I wasn't busy I was doing something wrong. And you know what? Not only was I been perpetually frazzled, but I was so overwhelmed with the items on my plate that I got into this horrible habit of binge-and-purge when it came to work and rest. I would procrastinate and I would flutter back and forth between different commitments. I never knew what I was doing, or what I should be doing, so I would just stop. I would do absolutely nothing, except worry in the back of my mind about everything I wasn't doing. Then at the 13th hour, I would explode into a frenzy of accomplishment (or attempted accomplishment).
And it's undisciplined.
balanced with freedom. I'm reading this book by Elisabeth Elliot right now, and I think she makes a lot of good points. I'll probably make a post about it when I've finished reading. One thing I'm learning is that a little bit of discipline can be a really, really good thing and that there's an inherent discipline in the nature of being balanced.
In order to be an efficient and productive worker, I need ample time to rest. In order to find my resting time restful, I need to have had a productive work day. In order to enjoy the time I spend relaxing on my comfortable couch, I need to spend non-relaxing time in a more work oriented chair. In order to get the most out of my time on social media, I need to limit the amount of time I spend there. In order to chill my brain with a good tv show, I need to watch the right amount of tv and at the right times. In order to have a big slice of chocolate cake for a special occasion dessert, I have to not eat a piece of chocolate cake after every meal.
There can be both too much and too little of a good thing, and while that sounds like a cliche, it still warrants saying. When something good is abused, it is no longer good. It becomes a crutch or a trap or a vacuum.
Right now, I'm trying to find the balance between being an overachiever and being someone who achieves nothing. I want a work ethic that is healthy, inspired, fruitful, challenging, and balanced. I have no idea how to do that, but I'm trying.