Dawdling unrule #1 is to travel in un-straight lines; in squiggly-wiggly lines.
Dawdling is about the journey rather than the destination.
It’s free-form travel: the scenic route.
It’s the flight of the butterfly dancing from flower to flower in the least efficient manner. They appear to be fascinated with their amazing new wings. I imagine them thinking “Look at my beautiful wings. How did I get these? Look at me dancing. Oh, there’s a pretty flower, yummy. Ooh that sun feels good. Think I’ll stretch out my wings for a good sun-soak.”
Dawdling is hither-thither travel. The beginning and end points are where we start and where we are when we decide we’ve arrived. When I dawdle, I dream, I float, I stop, I backtrack, I am curious and I investigate for no good reason other than because I am attracted.
It’s not that there is no destination. It’s just that the destination does not overshadow the journey.
OK, let’s just say it…We can live life in the fast lane, super efficient, always focused on the destination and, in the end, we will be able to say we were, well, efficient and productive.
We are all headed toward the same final destination. I don’t know about you, but a straight line to death is not appealing to me. If I’m going there anyway, I’d just as soon enjoy the journey. I want to exercise my wings, take in the sweet nectar of life and soak up the warmth of the sun. I want to stop and spend time with you, with the tree, with the lizard on the porch.
There’s straight line efficiency and there’s energy efficiency, my energy.
My energy is depleted by fast-track living and busy-ness competitions. I am happy to lose that game. To those who embrace that mode of life-travel, I say “You win! You can be busier than me. Knock yourself out, because you will.”
My energy is restored when I dawdle. I feel alive and I have a deep desire to know that when I reach that final destination common to us all, I fully engaged with life along the way.
It’s just too darn beautiful here to miss out on that.
We are all too beautiful to miss out on each other.
If you are not sure how to dawdle, find a butterfly and follow it for awhile. I guarantee you, the butterfly will teach you all about it.
Dawdling is the path of Love and Love is the Great Mystery.
Will you dance with me there?
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