“Flow” sounds so much more positive than “drift,” doesn’t it. But that’s how I felt today–like I am drifting along.

And is that a bad thing? It didn’t feel like it today.

I have been up in our new home for three months now–and three months at my new job. There is a lot that I have already learned, and I’m sure that there is a lot more for me to learn.

But the pace of it all–well, it just seems right. I am doing what needs to be done, but I am not pushing to take on more than I need to. I think I noticed it first yesterday–I came home from work early and realized there’s nothing I need to do. Yesterday that realization took me by surprise. Today, it was more intentional.

Don’t get me wrong: I am still excited by all that is new–at home and at work. What’s different is that I’m not feeling rushed to check off items on some mental to-do list. It’s quite a shift for me to take things as they come, instead of rushing headlong toward the next task or the next adventure. For today, at least….

It’s true that I don’t have all the time in the world. None of us do. But if I am going to live in the moment, I’d like to make that moment just a little less rushed.

And today I got a taste of that.