addicted to being busyHow many times have you heard variations on this conversation?

Person A: How’s it going?
Person B: I’m insanely busy. You know, the usual.
Person A: Yeah, me too. I’m scheduling into 2017 already.
Person B: I get it. Haven’t taken a real vacation in over a year.
Person A: Well, gotta count our blessings for being busy, right?
Person B: Amen.

It seems to me that too many of us wear busyness as a badge of honor. I’m busy, therefore I’m important and valuable, therefore I’m worthy. And if I’m not busy, forget it. I don’t matter.

Recently, I hired Anne Davin to help me run my business, and because she’s much kinder to my schedule than I am, I find myself with more free time than I’ve had in decades. Anne reins me in so I don’t bulldoze full steam ahead into new projects that will invariably wind up overcommitting and depleting me. So lately, I have a lot of days on my calendar labeled “Succulent Space Days,” which basically means I’m free to do…whatever.

Because it looks to the outside world like I achieve a lot, people assume I’m insanely busy. But the reality is that, because I have such great support in my professional and personal lives, I have some down time. But down time leaves me uncomfortable. In September, my whole month was blocked out for a PBS station tour that got postponed until December. (You can still check listings for my public TV special here). When that got postponed, I had loads of free time on my calendar. I filled it up by writing a new book.

I guess you could say I’m more than a little uncomfortable with down time.

The Addiction of Crazy-Busy

In Daring Greatly, Brené Brown writes about numbing behaviors that we use as armor against vulnerability. And lest you think numbing doesn’t apply to you, because you’re not hooked on cocaine or alcohol, she clarifies by saying, “One of the most universal numbing strategies is what I call crazy-busy. I often say that when they start having 12-step meetings for busy-aholics, they’ll need to rent out football stadiums. We are a culture of people who’ve bought into the idea that if we stay busy enough, the truth of our lives won’t catch up with us.”

Oy. Busted.

As a culture, we shame people who are addicted to drugs and alcohol, but somehow we’ve normalized—we even praise—busyness addiction. But are we really doing ourselves any favors by staying so busy?

Because I suddenly have more down time, I find myself faced with the time to reflect upon my life. But facing my life isn’t always so pretty.

Facing The Truth

When I get off the hamster wheel of busyness, I’m forced to notice what comes up for me when I’m not busy. After I work through the realization that I could be working on my next book or the program I’m launching with Rachel Naomi Remen, or [fill in the “there’s always more” blank], I realize that none of those things must get done today.

What’s left in the silence are the things I don’t necessarily want to look at:

Like my flailing marriage.

Or the fact that I feel shame around how I’m missing out on some of Siena’s sweetest childhood moments because my job requires travel.

Or how uncomfortable I am with feelings of boredom.

Or how afraid I am of being ordinary.

Or how I tend to feel unworthy and unlovable unless I’m overachieving.

Or the fact that my mother isn’t getting any younger and I don’t get to see her very often, and I wonder if I’m unconsciously pulling away from her because I’m terrified of losing her one day so I’m practicing what Brené would call “dress-rehearsing disaster.”

Or how uncomfortable I am with realizing that, although a lot of people online care about what I have to say, I’m not very good at cultivating and sustaining lasting relationships with real people who really know me and love me.

Or how restless I feel when I’m not making myself feel more worthy by doing something to help others.

Or how lonely I often feel, even when I’m surrounded by a crowd of people.

Oy. Yet again. I’ve used my busyness to numb the feelings of vulnerability that accompany the unsettling truths about my life.

Busted, yet again.

Making Peace With Inaction

Lately, my friend and mentor Martha Beck spends about four hours each day meditating. I can barely make it through 20 minutes of meditation without checking my watch, so I can’t even begin to relate to four hours of total inaction. Who would I be if I wasn’t busy accomplishing stuff? Who would I be if I was okay with doing “nothing” for hours on end? Even scarier, what truths would I have to face that I can effectively avoid facing when I’m crazy busy?

I have experienced moments that touch the kind of peace Martha often experiences, those moments when you really understand what the Bible meant when it describes the peace that passeth all understanding. It’s compelling, that kind of peace. It draws you in, makes you crave more, and jolts you awake so that you don’t want to miss out on life by filling yourself with crazy busyness.

But then, you lose it, like a greased watermelon. And the pain of its loss tempts you to fill up your schedule again, so you’re not faced with the longing of what you have touched but can’t sustain.

What’s The Solution?

What’s the cure for busyness addiction? Brené prescribes the care and feeding of our spirit. It’s not that passionate action is always wrong, just like a sacred morsel of chocolate isn’t always a numbing behavior. Sometimes these behaviors soothe us. But more often, they’re a way to hide. How can you tell the difference? When we consider what motivates our numbing behaviors, Brené invites us to ask the following questions: Are my choices comforting and nourishing my spirit, or are they temporary reprieves from vulnerability and difficult emotions ultimately diminishing my spirit? Are my choices leading my Wholeheartedness, or do they leave me feeling empty and searching?

She concludes:

Spirituality emerged as a fundamental guidepost in Wholeheartedness. Not religiosity but the deeply held belief that we are inextricably connected to one another by a force greater than ourselves—a force grounded in love and compassion. For some of us, that’s God, for others it’s nature, art, or even human soulfulness. I believe that owning our worthiness is the act of acknowledging that we are sacred. Perhaps embracing vulnerability and overcoming numbing is ultimately about the care and feeding of our spirits.”

Are You Numbing Yourself With Busyness?

Be honest with yourself: What might you be hiding behind your “To Do” list? How might you care for and feed your spirit more so you’re not so inclined to fill the void with busyness?

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