I’ve heard several people utter variations of the phrase, “Oh, it’s something to do.”
When I bought pansies last autumn, the cashier in the greenhouse said, “Well, that’ll give you something to do when you get home.”
A family friend spoke of crafting: “It gives me something to do.”
My friendly neighbor responded to my teaching ESL: “That’s interesting. It’s something to do.”
Is boredom trending?
Feel free to wash my dishes or sweep my floor. But we don’t need something to do; we need something to love.
If you need something to love, dear neighbor, join me in my backyard. My husband and I continued to cut down our dormant wildflower garden last weekend. We enjoyed the unnaturally warm weather for one of the last days in February. I noticed that the poppy seeds I had sprinkled underneath the straw had germinated. Visualizing a field of ox-blood red poppies, I felt at peace.
Today, I harvested leeks and parsley from the hoop-house at NCC East 40 Community Garden. My kitchen window welcomed the breeze as I washed the greens in the sink. Cleansing the food that survived the mild winter doesn’t just give me something to do. In those moments of uprooting a leek and rubbing off its dirt, I overlook calling the electric company about an expensive bill. I fall into nature’s balance, focusing on the present moment and appreciating the organic food before me. Mother Nature offers us the opportunity to grow food and flowers and to share those natural wonders with our loved ones.
You, too, have something to love. Though perhaps you’ve neglected it. Wishing to feel productive at the end of the day, we accomplish the bare essentials instead of nourishing our souls. We dive head-first into work and delay what brings us joy.
I understand. My tendency is to call the electric company before taking a three-mile walk. Lately I go through the motions: chores, work, television, and repeat. That’s why I’m making an effort to treat myself.
Life is fleeting. Spot those moments when you’re lacking fulfillment, and fill them with passion.