Flash Post 236!
Button, after a session of yoga this morning, as I entered the kitchen to make a cup of tea for Dost and myself and sat down to read the morning papers, I wondered why we jump from one chore to the other and never find the time to look around and appreciate some of the finer things about life.
Is that a human trait?
Perhaps that’s why the simile “as busy as a bee” is used to describe a person who is constantly doing something or the other round the clock. Bees are definitely very busy insects buzzing around from flower to flower playing mediator and assisting in the act of pollination!
Could well be.
There’s so much of the lovely stuff we miss out on because we flit from one chore to the other and get busy over things that are not in any way relevant to our lives. I dropped the idea of reading the newspaper and stepped out on to our garden and was amazed at what I saw. I saw the colour green of the plants in the garden in myriad shades, saw two centipedes mating, noticed two plants not doing too well and made a note in my head to tell the gardener about it and also witnessed a flock of 5-6 sparrows fighting over a morsel of food. Seeing me in the garden, Mojo came and joined me and the two of us had a beautiful conversation while I pointed out to her everything I was seeing.
That’s so lovely.
Dost often quotes to us this saying by Bertrand Russell which goes–“the morality of work is the morality of slaves and the modern world has no use for slaves.”
That’s a great one.