Being less busy

When you live in the city (any city) you tend to forget how it feels to do less. Your every being is aching to do less, have more time, enjoy more, have more fun, but due to obligations it just never happens.

So……here is my story and the wonderful affect it had on our lives when we started doing less, being less busy, and just be…..I always needed more hours in the day of what is available, I was always late, I was always speeding (I had a file for all my speeding tickets), and I constantly had a feeling of being rushed. All the things that give you lots and lots of stress, headaches and unhappiness. I never had time to spend quality time with my children, because by the time I see them it was late and we still had to make and eat dinner, bath and be in bed on time in order to start early the next day and just do it all over again.  We lived for weekends, when we can just have a little bit of less rushing around, however there were still the grocery shopping (which in itself is one big torture). Just imagine your Saturday morning start with searching for parking for an hour, shuffling in a grocery store because there are so many people, and then again standing in a queue to pay all your groceries for another hour.  That is not a live!!

Luckily we are in the position to relocate anywhere in the world. I can’t really work anymore, but have lots and lots more time to do the things that really make me happy. (like writing, painting, gardening) We have lots of open space around us, about 5 hectare, no traffic and I can do my groceries anytime of the day. Even though our income has decreased by half, our well-being, happiness and quality time with the kids has increased 3 times. It’s nothing to just sit on the patio and just BE – the only rushed thing that I must do is breathe – other than that I can just enjoy the peace and quite and beautiful views.

When we have friends visiting I can immediately see who are the ones that come from the city, and who are those who know the magic of doing less, enjoying live more, and appreciate being unbusy. The friends from the city can’t sit still for more than 10 min, then they must get up and do something. Don’t misunderstand me, I also love doing stuff and hate it to not have something to do, but doing nothing sometimes is also doing something.

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Go into this week with the attitude that your peace, your health of mind and your heart mean more than getting everything else done. That your smile matters. That feeling rested matters. That holding the hand of your loved ones matter. So pause lots, function at a pace that doesn’t pull you apart. Honour the things that make your feel good inside, the things that make you feel alive. Give time to those things this week. Make time the fit it is, by giving it to what really matters to you. – S.C.Lourie from Butterflies and Pebbles

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My newly found passion – Skinny LaMinx

I’ve reasontly decided to start move over to the ‘sales’ industry and after various considerations I decided to try do something with one of my favorite brands – Skinny LaMinx – I contacted them and they were more than willing to accommodate me with my new adventure.

Watch this space for more information in the new year. In the meantime, feed your soul and start plannning your next make-over.

 

Images: Skinny LaMinx

When I was young(er)

Turning 40 is not for ‘sissies’. I went to a rock concert the other day, which we did quite a lot when we were younger, but wow, what an eye opener. The music rocked, and the artists stood up to my expectations, but……

My 40-year-old body and it would seem my looks, couldn’t keep up. This I realised after a ‘boy’ made a statement with regards to my age, and the fact that I looked at least 10 years older than the general age of the audience. At least he showed some awe as to the fact that I was actually at the show.

That, however, didn’t put me off, as this young man don’t realise yet, is that age is in the eye of the beholder and that you are always as old as you feel, in my case, 25. I still feel like a young girl who thinks she can concur the world, party all night and only life on coffee. However my favourite part about getting older is realising all the adults I looked up to were really just winging it as well, and that is ok. We don’t need to stress and worry about so many things, in the end, all will be fine, you must just realise within yourself that you are ok, you are making the best choice (not always the correct choice), and if you fail you will learn.

So, I realise the value of privacy, of cultivating my circle and only letting certain people in. I can be open, honest, and real and know that not everyone deserves a seat at my table of life.

Therefore I vow that I will never, at any age, be that old lady, waiting for life to happen. I will embrace every moment, be happy within myself and accept myself for who I am.

I will not look back to my younger days, as I am still young.

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