A few years ago while I was working with a life coach after a rough period in my life, she introduced the concept of downtime where I moved and acted intuitively. She really had to explain to me that I needed to take time to not have a to-do list, a should list or any list and move as prompted by inner navigation. Being a complete emotional, ego-driven wreck, I had trouble grasping this concept.
“Stop piddlin’ around and come on,” my mother.
“Piddle Around: to spend time aimlessly, frivolously or unproductively,” Google Search
Now I crave my piddle time. It seems so deliciously against the rules. While I can piddle anytime like after work or that extra hour when something is cancelled, my favorite time is Sunday morning. This is not veg out and mindlessly watch TV time, it tis time to allow myself to do what I intuitively need to truly rest and/or restore myself, to allow my thinking brain a time out.
“The only rule of piddling around is to move or do as intuitively prompted,” me.
“I can piddle in the bed, on the couch, at the pool, on a yoga mat, on the floor, in the kitchen, in the barn or at the park,” also me.
I have found that I need at least one day a week where I do not have to wake up to an alarm and be focused on being somewhere at a set time. I need a lazy morning to walk the dog, drink tea, and do whatever the heck I want. Tuning into my inner guidance is key. Sometime I do small things around the house or make something I want to eat or watch a movie or journal or play in my art book or sit in the sun with a book. If I am doing one thing and suddenly want to do something else, I do it. Sometimes I have set time to end my free morning and sometimes I go until I feel the nudge to move into other self-care like laundry, weekly food prep or taking the dog to the park. I find this time deeply restful, nourishing and restorative.
I encourage you the piddle around, the to-do list will alway be there.