Being “busy” is not something that happens, it’s a constant state of being. It’s what’s kept me away from friends, from family and from Self when I am not careful. The routine never stops and it never slows down. In the midst of it all, I’ve come to value the five minutes before going to bed or the five minutes on the drive home from work as a space and time to think about everything that is going on and to weigh the value of each of these events, relationships, duties, actions, etc. The act of reflecting and the concept of reflection has been thrown around as a mystical or ever fleeting goal. For me, it’s a necessity. It allows me to see what’s working in my life, what I need to do more of, what I need do less of, what I need to let go. It allows me to strategize, to be more efficient, to heal and to grow.