busyness

Busyness, It's sort-of an american mantra isn't it? How are you? Busy. How often have you heard that one? I've heard it a couple of million times. This week I have been very un-busy, and it's been kindof strange. Sitting in my living room just staring at the walls and meditating on life, not really desiring to go anywhere or do anything, chatting with Ash when something of interest interupts my musings. This has been my week. Some would say that I've burnt myself out, and this week is the product of that. They would assert that my uninterest in being productive stems from the fact that I have pushed myself too hard recently and need a break... I know, of course, that this is not true, but that I really just have had a week that brought little in the way of making me busy, and I've been trying to enjoy it.
Enjoying the un-busyness is the toughie though. I've felt kind-of lazy. Why? For no reason than that I am not moving forward at the pace my mind and body have become accustomed to.
I was chatting about this with a friend last Sunday, He said that he's been so busy, that when he's home now (which is not much) he can't enjoy being home because he feels this urgency to go and do. His mind and body are used to this fast pace and when he slows down it's a foreign, and not necessarily enjoyable, experience.
I find it interesting that we get accustomed to such unhealthy behavior as being overly busy, and then when we settle into a healthy rythym our mind tells us we're doing something wrong. I have tried to enjoy my un-busy week, and hopefully I can continue to rest in the Lord. May I never answer the universal question of "How are you?" with the word "Busy"