I have spent years figuring out how to get more done in a day. But in 2020, I discovered there is room for both peace and productivity, even in the same day.

I have spent years figuring out how to get more done in a day. But in 2020, I discovered there is room for both peace and productivity, even in the same day.
Have you ever looked up at the sky and marveled at the majestic V-formation of Canada Geese as they migrate south for the winter? Their journey is a feat of navigation and a deeply inspiring example of working together. So how on earth do they do it?
This morning I woke up with a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach that nothing will ever be the same. I go through this every year when I feel the temperature drop and the leaves start to fall. It brings out a feeling of melancholy that I just can’t seem to shake.
This summer I have found myself lying on my back watching the clouds float by, much like I did when I was a kid. Allowing myself the time to daydream without a result or an agenda in mind is something that seems to have drifted away in my adult life.
This summer I have found myself lying on my back watching the clouds float by, much like I did when I was a kid. Allowing myself the time to daydream without a result or an agenda in mind is something that seems to have drifted away in my adult life.
Every year I hear myself say, “The summer is so short, if only it was just a little bit longer.” It’s the Canadian dilemma. Of course we can handle ALL seasons, but there is something extra sweet about those long, lazy, and sunny afternoons.
After an extended period of keeping our distance, we can’t help but miss the simple pleasures in life. I miss that sweet feeling of connection when I step through the door of a loved one, being greeted with a warm hug and a friendly smile.
Today my heart breaks for the world. At a time when we are feeling more disconnected than ever, I find it difficult that we are being held apart. I am a hugger, a hand-shaker and I’ve always been fond of how the French greet each other with a kiss on each cheek. And now, two meters is our new normal. It makes me sad.
It had been a long stressful week. I was satisfied with the outcome of the work that I had done, but it was definitely time for some rest. The couch was calling to me; I had a long list of binge-worthy shows just waiting to be watched.
The challenging thing about human beings is that we are utterly complicated creatures. Sometimes we don’t even know ourselves, yet we are expected to operate on a high level in teams with other people who are also trying to figure themselves out.