I was driving and listening to talk radio on my way to my Pulmonary Rehab class, and the person on was an “expert” on time management. He was listing all the ways we waste time during the day, that we should use every moment productively.
According to the time management expert, he actually calculated how much time we waste in a year just filling the car with gas. According to him, life is short and we should use that time productively by setting the pump to lock and fill automatically, and while it’s filling, send out emails or other work related tasks that we can do within the average three minute time that it takes to fill a gas tank. He also had a long list of other time wasting task we perform (riding the elevator was another) on a daily business where we could use that time productively.
I once read where hospice workerssaid that he yet to meet a person on the verge of death say that they look back on their life and which they were more uptight. Every time I read anything about people looking back on their life, it’s always that they wished they took the time to smell the roses.
Ever since I was diagnosed with heart failure, I have been practicing what I call mini meditations. When your own mortality is staring you square in the face, you tend to live each day at a time and appreciate the simpler things in life.
I practice what I call mini meditations. What are mini meditations? Use every “wasted” minute to appreciate and be thankful for what is around you. For instance, the time management expert says to do emails etc. when you are pumping gas. When I pump gas, I look for little things to admire, appreciate and enjoy. There is a particular gas station I sometimes use that is opposite a bank with a reproduction of an old town square clock, in black, trimmed in gold, with a spire on top. I stand and admire that clock’s shape and the beauty in its simplicity. I am sure the majority of people in that town don’t even know that clock exists. I stand and thank the person that designed the clock for providing me with a little piece of beauty to admire while I perform a mundane task.
I go to Pulmonary rehab two days a week and must take two, slow elevators to get up to the rehab office. Many times I ride with people who complain about the slowness of the elevator as they ride up and down. I have ridden those two elevators so many times, but each time I find something new to admire. There is always a new element of the design that I never noticed before, or sometimes just silently wishing someone that appears distressed, a small prayer of strength and that they are able to face what ever adversity they are experiencing.
Sitting in traffic, if I am alone, I look out at the trees and plants, birds or other beauties of nature and admire them. There is always something to take your time and be thankful for in those few moments of being alone with yourself. A meditation does not have to be you sitting in a lotus position for twenty minutes chanting “Om”. Being with yourself for a few seconds and appreciating your life and all that is around you to make your life easier is enough. Try it. You may find that with time your alone time becomes something to look forward to and not something to stress you out.