There is an epidemic in the industrial world that’s accepted, and even embraced, by too many of us. I know so many people who have it and talk about it with a hint of self-importance  – the I’m-So-Busy Syndrome.

There are people – too many people – who believe that our lives have more value if we’re in a constant state of busy-ness. Being ‘so busy’ has become some sort of whiny rite of passage, and stranger still, being busy and disliking being that busy is further proof of a person’s worth.

What would happen if we did not view busy-ness as a glorified state of existence, but rather viewed that act of connecting with the breath, with quietness, with the essence of life, as respectable and praiseworthy instead.

Those who are wise won’t be busy, and those who are too busy can’t be wise.
― Lin Yutang

Possibly this: The errands would still get done, but more efficiently because we would actually be more grounded. Work would still be completed, but with even more attention to detail because our minds would be clear & active, bodies well-rested. Relationships would be intact, and even more meaningful and more satisfying because we would have more quality energy to give to others.

The bottom line is, we don’t have to be so darn busy all the time! And no it doesn’t make you more ‘important’. And we really don’t need to whine about that so-called busy-ness. (It’s just sad). Being oh “so busy” is a way for people to simply feel important. Just an attempt to seek external validation for a void so deep and so internal.

We may think that our goal in life is to be wealthy, beautiful, popular, famous, or ‘successful’ (whatever that may means to you), but ultimately we all have the same goal: to cultivate and live a life of meaning in which we feel our existence matters.

 Then perhaps, instead of someday drawing your last breath looking back and realizing you had wasted so much ‘being busy’, you will instead draw your last breath knowing that you did all you could do to be the full expression of you that was possible in this fleeting and fragile life.