"Miles to go before I sleep"

Finding inner peace is becoming an increasingly hard part of life. Amidst all the noises that surround me from dawn to dusk, life just flows on with almost no time to sit and stare. In the tumult, realizing what I want and what I am becomes a hard confusion.

So long ago a poet wrote," I have miles to go before I sleep". Today world has come a part where everybody goes miles and miles everyday with no time to stop and look at the bright orange,red and yellow clad trees, or think about why are we shoveling the breakfast cereal so fast and running out without even waving a bye to the busy person likely preparing two more lunch bags or clearing the dish wahser in the kitchen.

Thinking of a typical day routine - wake up with the kids, get some breakfast in (I never miss it), clean, drop in school, cook, clean (all the while multi tasking - talking on the phone, helping with homeowrk, changing diaper, doing dishes, changing cloths in laundry, folding them if possible, planning dinner etc etc..), then struggle to juggle in some time for exercise, like once a week. Evening comes before I realize, pick up kids, take for classes, give them bath, feed, eat, clean, and finaly when I hit the hay its mostly like 11:00 or so.

I still try to squeeze in about 10 mnts or more of Mercury News with breakfast and give in some time for KRON4 at 11:00. Try to check my emails, respond to them in timely manner and do social calls! Phew!

Am I doing only this much in a day? Did I mention anything about what other things I want to do? Like work on and finish up the book- the theme I had been working on for a long time now??? Playing at least one board game a day with my boy, reading 5 to 7 books a day to both my children? The desire to sit and stare into emprty space or sky at least for 15 mnts without interruting thoughts of chores?

I want to do all this and much more in one day. I think of my dad, who can start his day right and brisk at 4:00 AM inspite of the fact that he went to bed at 12:30 previous night (or should I call it early next day?). My mom who is always up and about any time my dad is up with hot tea for him to start off the day. Time management and efficiency will render some kind of justice to things I want to do in a day. But...

Then where is the inner peace thing I strated off? Very funny. Life goes on.