This morning I rode my bike around a Camp Sherman, Oregon loop. Cabin to store to bike path to Lake Creek Lodge to trail-through-woods to gravel road to cabin.
This seems to be a Spanish proverb. Totally believable. Isn't the siesta a significant part of the Spanish lifestyle?
(If not, don't tell me; I'm a habitual napper who enjoys feeling like I've got some Spanish heritage that impels me at siesta time.)
Given my admiration of the proverb, it wouldn't be fitting to spend too much energy talking about it in a blog post. I'll simply observe that doing nothing is a centerpiece of many spiritual traditions.
Buddhism and Taoism, for sure. Along with the contemplative side of numerous others.
I summoned up enough energy to Google "spirituality doing nothing." Then I took a quick look at some of the search results. Here's some links to explore. Unless you prefer doing nothing.
Update: damn, I'm so nothing, so humble, so ego-less, I forgot to search my own blog via Google. Discovered that I've written a lot about nothing. Some would say, yeah, everything you write is a bunch of nothing.
And if you'd rather just press a "play button" and watch a God is Nothing video, feel free: