Taking Time to Contemplate

Sometimes being busy gives me the illusion that I’m accomplishing a lot. But what usually happens when I’ve completed several tasks is that a whole new slew of things rush in to fill the vacuum, and I feel like I’m no further ahead.
But last night I had an interesting dream. As a teenager, I became quite good at high jumping, and in my dream I was at some sort of competition waiting anxiously for my turn to jump, when this voice behind me said: “There is no bar.”
I’ve been thinking about this Zen message off and on all day … this compulsion to prove ourselves and how absurd it really is. So tonight I lay around on the sofa staring at the ceiling for about an hour. And you know what? It felt good to just let my mind wander without feeling the need any agenda, or a resolution.