A realization in the aftermath of a busy day: I need to live my life more aware of the enormity of space that exists between the beats of the metronome. No matter how fast the tempo, that space between the beats exists, full and alive with possibility.
I make myself tense and exhausted with my internal rushing of the beat, with pushing my tempo beyond what the measures of my life call for. When I pay attention to the space between the beats, I can slow down, breathe, relax, and have all the time I need before I move to the next beat, the next thing, the next whatever it is I think I must do. When I pay attention to the space between the beats, I have time to feel my life, time to feel joy, time to feel peace.