I read this in the 9th grade, and finished it again today. It is in the public domain, as are all Robert Louis Stevenson books/stories. It is the only reason we can share it here. This is an audio I created of it. Over 2 hours, but certainly worth listening to. The dichotomy of the human spirit when spirits get the best of you.
Note to readers: This is not about right or wrong. This is about individual effects. Everyone reacts differently. We stay independent systems en masse.
We’ve all been there. The calendar is packed, the to-do list keeps growing, and somehow we still feel like we’re not doing enough. We fill our days from morning until night, convinced that productivity equals a life well-lived.
But what if the secret to having more time isn’t about managing it better—it’s about creating it differently?
The Paradox of Busy
Here’s something curious: the busier we become, the less time we seem to have. Not because the hours disappear, but because we’ve trained ourselves to fill every available moment with something. Anything. Everything.
We schedule back-to-back meetings. We sign up for classes we never attend. We commit to projects that drain us. We scroll through apps to “relax” and wonder why we feel more exhausted.
The problem isn’t that we lack time. It’s that we’ve lost the ability to let time be.
What Does “Creating Time” Actually Mean?
Creating time isn’t about finding hidden hours in your day or becoming superhuman at multitasking. It’s about something more fundamental: recognizing that how you feel about your time matters more than what you fill it with.
Think about a moment when time felt just right. Maybe it was a Sunday morning with nowhere to rush. A conversation that flowed naturally without checking the clock. A project that absorbed you completely, where hours passed like minutes.
That feeling—that ease—is what happens when your time aligns with what truly matters to you.
The Things That Fill Our Days
Most of us pack our schedules with three types of activities:
Obligations we think we should do (but resent doing)
Distractions that numb us (but leave us feeling empty)
Genuine pursuits that enrich us (but somehow get squeezed out)
The last category—activities that bring happiness, gratification, purpose, and genuine connection—are what make time feel abundant. Yet they’re often the first things we sacrifice when life gets “busy.”
The Shift: From Filling Time to Creating It
Creating time starts with a simple but uncomfortable question: What if I stopped doing most of what I’m doing?
Not forever. Not all at once. But what if you paused and asked yourself which activities actually contribute to the life you want to live?
This isn’t about minimalism for its own sake. It’s about making space for what matters by removing what doesn’t.
When you clear away the obligations that drain you, the distractions that numb you, and the commitments you never truly chose, something remarkable happens: time expands. Not literally, of course—you still have 24 hours. But those hours feel different. Lighter. More spacious. More yours.
What Fills the Space You Create
Here’s what people often discover when they stop over-scheduling their lives:
Presence becomes possible. When you’re not rushing to the next thing, you can actually experience this thing.
Creativity returns. Boredom—that feeling we run from—is actually where new ideas emerge.
Relationships deepen. Connection requires unstructured time, the kind you can’t schedule in 30-minute blocks.
Purpose clarifies. When the noise quiets down, you can finally hear what matters to you.
Gratification becomes real. Instead of checking boxes, you experience genuine satisfaction from activities chosen deliberately.
This is the life that exists on the other side of busyness. Not emptiness, but fullness of the right kind.
The Permission You’ve Been Waiting For
You don’t need permission to create time, but I’ll offer it anyway: you’re allowed to do less.
You’re allowed to say no to opportunities that don’t align with who you’re becoming.
You’re allowed to have evenings with nothing planned.
You’re allowed to prioritize peace over productivity.
You’re allowed to choose enrichment over exhaustion.
The world will tell you that more is better, that busy equals important, that rest is something you earn after everything else is done. But those are stories, not truths.
Where To Start
Creating time doesn’t require a dramatic life overhaul. It starts with small, intentional choices:
Notice what drains you versus what energizes you. Pay attention this week. Which activities leave you feeling depleted? Which ones make you feel more alive?
Remove one thing. Just one. Pick something from your schedule that you do out of obligation rather than desire. What would happen if you stopped?
Protect emptiness. Schedule nothing for one evening this week. Let yourself be bored. See what emerges.
Choose deliberately. Before adding anything new to your calendar, ask: “Does this align with what I find enriching and meaningful?” If not, it’s a no.
The Invitation
This is just the beginning of understanding how to create time rather than constantly search for it. The principles run deeper than quick tips or productivity hacks—they touch on how we think about our lives, what we value, and who we want to become.
If this resonates with you, if you’re tired of feeling like there’s never enough time despite being constantly busy, there’s more to explore.
I’ve written a short booklet that goes deeper into these ideas: the psychology behind why we overfill our lives, the practical steps for creating space, and the transformation that happens when you align your time with your values. [Link to “How To Create Time” booklet coming soon]
For now, start with this: you have permission to want less chaos and more calm. You have permission to create time rather than just manage it.
The life you’re looking for isn’t on the other side of a busier schedule. It’s waiting in the spaces you’re afraid to leave empty.
What would your life look like if you stopped filling every moment? Leave a comment below—I’d love to hear your thoughts.
The NA program, like the AA program, has a daily reader of thoughts and ideas that bring us back to a sense of reality that much of what we’ve done has removed from our lives. That’s the thing, we don’t see it. We don’t realize it. You see, that is why these “diseases,” and I add quotes there in case there is opposition to that—this is my opinion only—overpower. We don’t realize we are doing most of the things we do. It’s also often the determining factor behind statements like “I have a problem,” “I can’t take this anymore,” “this needs to stop,” and others. The list is endless. What anyone says, reconciling that they are finally seeing that life is not what they are thinking and believing, is the key, and the hardest part. That’s what we call “a bottom.” Many times it needs to take enough pain, just enough of the negative taking over the positive, where there is a final hairline crack for hope to peek through. That’s when it happens.
In strengthening my connection to my world, as this day’s reading states, I don’t always stand in front of others, nor do I go to a store. It doesn’t mean buy something either. At its simplest, and again, this is only my personal experience and belief, it is thinking of someone else and connecting that way. Right now, my connections are limited. It is true, I am so stressed it’s beyond me. It is also true that feeling stressed and staying in stress is going to eventually kill me. Death doesn’t care how it happens as long as it does. Agony doesn’t give a damn if you get over it as long as it leaves a trace. And yes, I can go on. These things, they’re only being exactly what they are. They show up, they do what they do, and then go.
This may all seem very metaphysical, and it is. It is only because I’m not saying, you know, these feelings are like matter. I am now. Agony exists. Matter exists. It can’t be created. It can’t be destroyed. It can change, though. As it can’t be destroyd it changes in me. Why in me? I am carrying this. I am a material being. I can change phases just the same. If you wonder about becoming a liquid, look up liquid cremation. You’ll see there. My agony changes to relief, a breath that goes along with it, and then I go on. I carry that, instead. And so, as matter, it is possible, and as a feeling that I carry, that I experience, it is possible just the same because it’s in me.
As for Just for Today, my connections are strengthening as I think about the future. Thinking of the small things. Thinking about where she is and where I am, and it doesn’t matter because what I do is not about me at all. This will, naturally, as a sober woman, allow me to see where I am failing and where I am not adapting as best I can and know how. I’ll get to make a choice. Despair? I will naturally connect with my puppy and naturally go outside to get the mail when no one is around, so they don’t have to. I will naturally open my mother’s front door, say hello, and see them even if for a few minutes. I will pick up the phone and call to see what she is doing today. I will continue looking at the weather because she matters that much. I will continue listening, possibly sharing, connecting with statements, with readers, with anything and everything, but one way or another, connecting and getting outside of me.
I am not meant to implode. I am not meant to dwell on who and what I think I am. I am not the one who can measure me. That’s the deadly trap of thinking I know when I don’t. Know me, know you, know what you don’t know about you, and know that what you’re telling me is wrong. How? Do you see now? The disease? The lack of logic? The lack of emotion and feeling? Oh no, we feel, but we only get one half. We get sadness and not happiness. We get worry and not serenity. This may go against many opinions, and that is fine. We do not live in a world of duality, even though we sometimes do. No, we live in the grays. We live where everything is in the same place, shady, hazy, unclear, and difficult. That’s how we are not in duality. From there, we can choose to see better, see clearly, see something good, great, beautiful, or even love. I dare use that word. I dare to say that I would rather live in love than in disagreement with the things I truly want and experience indifference, apathy, hatred, or anything else that keeps me at war with myself, whatever your choice of words and philosophy may be. Mine is the opposite of that, so those things that give me peace, a smile, happiness, feel present, feel real, feel true, feel honest, useful to someone, like I’m giving them what they need, that they matter that much—something like love, give or take.
This is comfort in a bowl—warmth from the tomato base, heartiness from the toppings, and a refreshing veggie juice to cut through it all. Perfect for those cold winter evenings when you want something satisfying without a lot of fuss.
The Soup Base
Campbell’s Tomato Soup (1 can) Prepare according to package directions—usually one can of water or milk, heated on the stovetop or in the microwave until steaming.
The Hearty Topping
While your soup heats, warm these components together in a pan:
3 vegan meatballs (pre-cooked)
1/2 cup cold leftover sushi rice
1 cup french-cut green beans
A few spoonfuls of spaghetti sauce (enough to coat everything)
Stir everything together over medium heat for about 5 minutes until warmed through. The spaghetti sauce ties it all together and adds extra tomato depth.
Assembly
Pour your hot Campbell’s soup into a deep bowl. Spoon the meatball-rice-bean mixture right on top. Finish with a generous sprinkle of shredded vegan cheddar cheese—it’ll melt slightly from the heat.
The Drink
Serve alongside a glass of carrot-ginger-turmeric juice. The bright, zingy flavors wake up your palate between spoonfuls of rich, savory soup.
The Wind-Down
After your meal, brew a cup of chamomile tea and sip it slowly while you relax. Chamomile is gentle on your digestive system and helps everything settle smoothly—the perfect way to ease into the rest of your evening. It’s your body’s chance to fully absorb all that nourishment while you unwind.
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