A common term getting thrown around a lot is busyness. How are you? Busy. What have you been up to? I’ve been busy. It seems to have lost its meaning. What are we busy with? What is our busyness about? Does it mean we have lots of business or our time is filled with things? What are we filling ourselves with during our time? Is it people? Is it ideas? Is it distractions? When we pause to take a look at what fulfills is does it match with what we are using to fill the time in our day? Do we look back at our day and think of how much of our time was filled with things that meant something to us or how much of our checklist we completed? Our words tell us a lot about how we see our lives. I started to get exacerbated by the term busy and would catch myself every time I defaulted by saying it. Instead I would acknowledge that I have a full life. It is a simple but genuine gesture I felt called to by my heart to move myself away from focusing on the doing of my life into the being of my life. Our hearts call us to notice if what we are filling our lives with and determine if it is in alignment with the fulfillment of our true purpose. Not in some grand way but in the simple moments of every day. Are we filling our time by utilizing the little moments of our day to fill it with love? Do we capitalize on the chance to interact with other human beings and see them? Maybe even a smile at someone on the street or in the car next to us? What kinds of small actions of the heart can we fill our lives and the lives of others that enables us to share our being with one another?
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