Il Dolce Far Niente (The Sweetness of Doing Nothing)

Yesterday I had a bad dream. I woke up feeling all confused and anxious because of it and it took a very, very long time for me to feel settled and at peace. When I stop to think of it, I really cannot pinpoint where it was coming from, or what it was in the dream that left me in that place, but in any case, it really threw me off the whole day, so much so that for the first time ever, I had to ask for a time out from people and things around me. Lucky for me my classes had a field exercise scheduled for the first half of the class so I was able to gather up my inner resources to be ready to face them for the session.

By late afternoon, things were starting to fall in to place. It helped a whole lot that my dear kindred spirit sent me wonderful reminders that despite the confusion and rocky start to my day, things were bound to get better. While I knew that for myself as well, it always helps a lot to have people around to remind me of that.

When I got home, however, I discovered that not only was my internet service down, I had no cable signal either. So fun, right? Add to that, my cellphone provider kinda has a weak signal in my room so I couldn’t even use that to go online. At first it was bothering me and I did complain about it, but after awhile, I realized that this was the perfect opportunity for me to remember how sweet and good it is to do nothing. As was said in my favorite book, Il Dolce Far Niente.

Staying in that silence and quiet was not as bad as I had anticipated, nor was it as uncomfortable. For once, I was able to be comfortable just being there. Perhaps the one thing that has really held me back from doing my own Eat Pray Love adventure was my fear of that, doing nothing I mean, but now, I may be brave enough to explore that. Perhaps not a whole year, but maybe a whole weekend. Hmmm….Seriously, though, if only money was not an issue (yes, unlike Elizabeth Gilbert many of us need to think of how to make our next car payments, meet housing loans and pay for mortgage life insurance premiums and so on and so forth), I wouldn’t mind just taking a year to marvel at something. Wouldn’t you?

In any case, today is a much better day than yesterday. At the end of it, I remembered that these dreams and ill-feelings are but necessary pains we all must go through to become a better self.

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