“I suppose the more you have to do, the more you learn to organize and concentrate—or else get fragmented into bits. I have learned to use my ‘ten minutes’. I once thought it was not worth sitting down for a time as short as that; now I know differently and, if I have ten minutes, I use them, even if they bring only two lines, and it keeps the book alive.” —Rumer Godden, A House with Four Rooms
Our lives are made up of ten minutes here, ten minutes there. The above quote came into my inbox from Gretchen Rubin at The Happiness Project just when I needed it the most. In the midst of a chaotic schedule—one in which I wear too many different hats—I’ll often find myself with ten minutes here, ten minutes there, and fritter them away with Facebook, email, Internet surfing, or television, rather than simply taking a breath and being here. What is it I’m afraid of? What am I avoiding?
So, with Rumer Godden’s quote in mind, I vow this week to use my ten minutes wisely. Whether it’s to write, or read a poem, or do some stretches, or call my mother—I know that by valuing these small bits of time, I value myself. And I come back refreshed into the madness of the world.
Will you join me? Just for ten minutes at a time?