Posted by: Admin | March 23, 2013

In Praise of Sloth

I’m writing this from the comfort of my bed. Propped up on all sides by feather-filled pillows, snuggled beneath the duvet, the rain and the wind performing a symphony outside the window, I am cocooned in my own little world.

I guess I should feel guilty. After all, it’s 10am and the whole world, it seems, is at work, or in school or otherwise usefully employed, and here I am, still in bed. Well, I don’t. Not a bit. Fact is, I rose at 4am because my manic brain woke me up. I went downstairs, switched on my laptop and started work. Once Husband of my Heart had left for work, I retreated to my bed – and carried on working. But at least I’m semi-horizontal: that counts as “resting”, right?

Truth is, I get a heck of a lot done on my occasional “duvet days”. There’s something about deciding that you’re going to let the daily chores go hang, switching on your voicemail and retreating that gives one a sense of perfect calm. It re-sets me: quietens my racing thoughts and allows my mind to wander freely. And we all know how creative a wandering mind can be, don’t we?

So no, I don’t feel guilty, or in the least bit sinful. And if you feel in the slightest bit shocked by my confession, then I recommend you try it, at least once. Take a packet of biscuits with you (that’s all that’s missing for this to be a perfect morning!)  It doesn’t matter what you do. Read, watch TV, catch up with friends on Facebook, sleep – even work. I guarantee that a bit of sloth-ing will do you good!

What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare?—

No time to stand beneath the boughs,
And stare as long as sheep and cows:

No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass:

No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars, like skies at night:

No time to turn at Beauty’s glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance:

No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began?

A poor life this if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.

Leisure by WH Davies

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Responses

  1. Agree wholeheartedly. I try to adhere to the teaching of Eddie Barrett (the Northants philosopher) who told me ‘to always find time in the day to look at the clouds.’

  2. Two comments Jo–
    Sounds lovely…but can I take a bag of chocolate instead of biscuits?!

    And…right now in MY life I’m tired of the standing and staring…I’m ready to figure things out and get on with it!

    (as always, appreciate what you share…)

  3. Here here. We’re grown-ups, we’re self employed and we can do what we like. xx


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