In third grade choir- we sang Simon and Garfunkle’s “Feeling Groovy” . (Don’t laugh. It was the seventies and, and yes- I went to a pseudo-hippie, somewhat progressive, elementary school. ) I still remember all the words.
Just in case you don’t remember- (or have never heard them) here they are:
Slow down, you move too fast, you’ve got to make the morning last
Just kickin’ down the cobble-stones, lookin’ for fun and feelin’ groovy
Hello lamp-post, what’s cha knowing, I’ve come to watch your flowers growin’
Ain’t cha got no rhymes for me, do-it-do-do, feelin’ groovy
I’ve got no deeds to do, no promises to keep
I’m dappled and drowsy and ready to sleep
Let the morning time drop all its petals on me
Life I love you, all is groovy
All this slow-fooding has brought this song back to mind. This morning, in the middle of printing off the end of the graduation announcements, spread sheet creation of my to do lists, list making etc…map printing etc… I decided to catch up on a bit of baking. (I owe someone, some promised cookies;) Yes- it’s possible there was a psychotic break in the making. Wasn’t I busy enough? But, I knew- I needed to bake.
I have to say- at first it *did* feel like “just another thing to do”. But- once the butter sugar and eggs and vanilla were in the mixer… the most effective aromatherapy ever, filled my nose. Chocolate chip cookies. Somehow- my nose bypassed my emotions and told my brain to chill out, and I started to enjoy the process of baking and announcement making.
It’s true- I was multi-tasking. It’s also true- that I was working to finish much needed projects… but- a little like knitting on a deadline- I still found both enjoyable. Whole wheat oatmeal chocolate chip cookies were cooling on racks before the printing was complete. Then- I picked up my knitting needles- and settled into my current project. A nice simple “Birch” wrap in Rowan Kidsilk Haze… a pretty deep sky blue.
I still have loads to do. I need to get to the post office, I need to continue cleaning and getting things ready for the big day. But right now? I smell cookies. I feel soft, pretty knitting.
In the next room, is the graduate- whom I am so proud of. Cuddled next to him- is my youngest- chattering away and watching him play. If I move too fast- this morning won’t last…
So, I won’t. At least- not today. I can accomplish my goals without losing the moment.
Years ago- I read a book called “Too busy not to pray”. The book affirms the need to pray most- when you least feel you have time to devote to it. I find this reaches across many things- along with prayer.. sometimes in my busyness- I need to stop the busy and get to prayer– sometimes- I need to just be there.. in the moment.
In my current life phase- I am busy. Very busy. Really- I’m too busy not to pray- too busy not to catch and savor moments and enjoy them… I hope you make time to do the same;)
(and maybe a batch of cookies too— these are whole wheat/ and I add half a cup of oatmeal too- whole grain yummies- that’s nearly , healthy:)