It has become our automatic response to the question, “How are you doing?” With a shake of our heads we exclaim, “Busy!”
And we are. Of course, there’s a lot of glamorizing of the daily grind. It’s become a symbol of status. Busy is a sign we are doing something – and that our something is important.
Busy little bees. All of us. Rarely slowing down. Working on our laptops in bed before falling asleep. Booking meeting after meeting – even meetings about meetings. Reaching for our phones to check email before even getting out of bed in the morning.
Recently, a photographer took a picture of two bees sleeping inside a flower. I read that bees often snuggle together, sleep for several hours and hold each other’s feet. I rather liked that because it hadn’t occurred to me that bees – which seem to work tirelessly – actually do stop.
Just like bees sleeping in a flower, there is a space – between the busy-ness of our lives – that we can shield ourselves from the world. Between the times we must divide and conquer our work, between the roles and responsibilities we have with our families and loved ones, there is time we can rest.
It is time we can reconnect. It is time when we are grounded in presence and quiet. It is time that is ours to reenergize and center ourselves before the next day. And in that space, we must hold on to what’s most important – like little bees in the safety of a flower, holding onto each other’s feet.