I spent a wonderful afternoon on Monday, working in a friend's garden. What a nice visit we had as we quartered off the area and did our selected duties. It was Monday, May 24th, a holiday. We were not bothered by other people, animals or phone calls. We relished every minute of the quiet. We heard birds sing, children laughing and sounds of mowers in the neighborhood yards.
Later when I came home, I checked my cell phone in my pocket and found that it was not turned on. I had turned it off on Sunday and had not turned it on again. I smiled to myself and thought about those days when I was tied to the phone for calls from family and other responsibilities
I love my home phone, my cell phone and my computer, but I have learned that my solitude and my alone time needs to be mine. There is plenty of time during a working day to catch all of the phone calls. Phones systems are made now to take messages or we can just wait for people to phone back during business hours.
One of these days, I will do a study on the stress of being on call 24/7. In the meantime, I know in my heart that our time is not a time for being on call for someone else. It takes away from my time with my family, my time for work, and my time to just be. I want my free moments to be a time to dream and to ponder my memories. It's like having my own garden. Then, I'm rejuvenated to better know what calls I need to make or tackle the calls as they come.
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