It seems like everywhere I turn I see inspirational signs that say the same thing: Relax and ENJOY the journey.
As I took Shasta on what was supposed to be a short walk through the neighborhood on Saturday, this phrase jogged my memory…because I got lost.
Intended as a half-hour stroll with some garage sale browsing, the walk turned into a two-hour trek with no sign of home as the sun beat down and our energy wilted.
Ha! I can relax and enjoy the journey IF it goes according to plan.
My internal GPS is usually spot-on, but this time it took me to neighborhoods I never knew existed. So surely headed in the right direction, I didn’t bother to ask for help (because I didn’t think I NEEDED it) until several miles out of my way.
When I realized just how far from home I had traveled, I wanted to scream a little. ‘Cause there was no way to get home without walking. My thighs were burning; I dreaded taking another step.
Life itself is quite a trip, but we often are tripped up by the speedbumps, roadblocks, detours, snowbird drivers and traffic that make the journey imperfect.
To ENJOY the journey, the trick is to embrace instead of despixing those bends in the road.
What keeps us from relaxing and enjoying the journey?
We perceive we should have gone further, arrived, accomplished, or achieved far more by now. Our progress pales in comparison to those around us and we find ourselves lacking. We judge ourselves for taking a wrong turn that led us astray from our view of where we should be.
I could vote with aggravation or instead to relax and enjoy my long, long, long walk with Shasta.
Aggravation almost won, especially since my little girl decided to sniff EVERY bush and tinkle her mark on almost every homeowner’s patch of lawn.
Then I felt a cool breeze. Waved to a friendly lady with a golden retriever. Realized that I was burning almost as many calories as I would have if I had woken up in time for Zumba.
Silver linings are there if you look for them.
May I suggest that each detour; each speed bump; each traffic jam might be the very respite we need to slow our pace; smell the roses; miss an accident five minutes down the road or make or new friend?
Imagine that we’re taking a road trip from my former home state of Pennsylvania to sunny Sarasota. On the way we’d pass Maryland, Virginia, North Carolina – you get the picture. Would it be foolish to quit in South Carolina – after having traveled so far – and judge the journey as a failure?
We may not be in Sarasota yet…but we’re on our way! Maybe we need to relax and taste the peaches in Georgia, or see a race in Daytona, but if we keep going…we’re going to get there.
Let’s stop JUDGING our journey and instead ENJOY the journey.
Each of us are headed somewhere. We may not be there yet…
But we’re on our way.
Here are parting thoughts on RELAXATION and a brand, spanking new Word of the Week:
Ah…they do go together so nicely, don’t they?
This week, may we be flexible when those bends in the road try to mess with us!
Enjoy the journey, my friends.