Present Over Perfect

do everything better/faster/smarter, how to streamline,
multitask, layer, balance, flow, juggle. How to monetize,
strategize, and on and on. This is good stuff. Necessary
stuff.
But my jam these days is wasting time, playing,
becoming aware of that internal engine that always wants to
go faster, faster, faster. That engine is not the best part of
me. My heart is the best part of me.
And I’m finding that my heart loves to play. My heart
loves to color and draw, loves to dance in the kitchen, loves
to shoot baskets, loves to do cartwheels with my nieces in
the front yard.
What would our lives be like if our days were studded
by tiny, completely unproductive, silly, nonstrategic, wild
and beautiful five-minute breaks, reminders that our days
are for loving and learning and laughing, not for pushing
and planning, reminders that it’s all about the heart, not
about the hustle?