Anyone go rainbow sliding this weekend?
Weekends seem to slip through my fingers as easily as trying to hold onto a handful of water. Before you know it, it’s gone.
I agree wholeheartedly with American author John Shirley’s quote, “Weekends are a bit like rainbows; they look good from a distance but disappear when you get up close to them.”
Writing about rainbows on this 13th page, Chapter Three, in my Opportunity book seems appropriate since St. Patrick’s Day appears on the calendar this week. I’m not Irish, but I always think of leprechauns and wearing green in March. Mention leprechauns and rainbows pop in my mind – okay, maybe I ate more than my fair share of Lucky Charms cereal when I was a kid.
You know what’s supposedly at the end of every rainbow? A pot of gold. And that thought brings me back to weekends. I’m sorry, that’s the way my mind works, circumnavigating around a lot of things like a contestant running an obstacle course but finally crossing the finish line. Hope you were able to stay with me on that one!
It occurs to me that we chase after weekends much like searching for that elusive pot of gold. If we work hard enough all week, we’ll get to that reward – the weekend. But for some reason, we think we have to spend every waking moment of our reward engaged in sports, activities, hobbies, parties, travel, or [insert your weekend frivolity here]. You know, go for the gusto!
The emphasis of our weekends must be a non-stop agenda of exciting possibilities. And then as we start our work week on Mondays, we’re exhausted from our “time off” on the weekend.
Someone once said, “Don’t miss all the beautiful colors of the rainbow looking for that pot of gold.” I think that’s exactly what we do – miss “ROY G BIV” (colors of the rainbow) – because we’re so busy jumping from one attraction to another distraction and by Sunday evening, we wonder where the weekend disappeared to.
Here at Mama’s Empty Nest, our weekends aren’t usually a frantic flurry of activity like they used to be when the kids still lived here. Ol’ Mama and Papa’s weekends are pretty low-key nowadays, mostly time for a little rest and relaxation. This past weekend wasn’t any different except that middle daughter drove up from the city to visit.
You would think we would plan something special, but we did not. Granted she was exhausted from working nights at her hospital, I was worn out from week-long school presentations and keeping up with my administrative work, and Hubby just seemed tired, period.
So we mostly lounged around our family room watching television, catching up with each other’s lives, Dad helped daughter figure out her taxes, and we feasted on nourishing food, both physical and spiritual. It just felt comforting to not have a busy schedule to keep or a list of activities to accomplish.
Even though we didn’t spend the weekend jaunting hither and yon, it somehow disappeared very quickly. But the best part proved to be spending time together, enjoying one another’s company, and sliding down the rainbow of relaxation instead of frantically searching for the pot of gold.
I chose to slide down the color green today, Chapter 3, Page 13 in my book named Opportunity. It just seemed fitting since St. Patrick’s Day is coming.
“Sometimes it’s important to work for that pot of gold. But other times it’s essential to take time off and to make sure that your most important decision in the day simply consists of choosing which color to slide down on the rainbow.” ~ Douglas Pagels in These Are the Gifts I’d Like to Give to You: A Sourcebook of Joy and Encouragement