Most life I feel like is just traveling. We're always going somewhere, away from who we are and once we get far enough back to who we are. It's not a complaint, it's just an observation. Yet this in between stage is the one where we promise ourselves is the unhappy bit. Once we reach where we want to, that's it, we are minted, good for life. We do reach it and before we even catch our breath it's on to the next destination. This too is also not a complaint. It's just who we are. Beings who like to be on the move, unless you are a tree or a rock. My challenge is to find joy in tiny moments during the journey, on a daily basis. A moment of joy or rest will not change anything, if anything it'll put us in a better mood. Which is a good thing I'm guessing. The how bit is left to you. You are the best judge of the how, after all you are practitioner of your life.
This is a lot harder than it sounds like. The mind is quite funny. It freaks out when it thinks that this (usually the pursuit of something difficult) is going to stay hard forever, it's going to suck as much or worse forever. So it makes a hard situation unnecessarily hard in the hopes that you will quit. Once you quit, it gets bored and then wants to start something all over again, because this time it'll be different. It's up to you to not let the mind focus on anything other than what it is doing right now. It is excellent at it. Life is too much of an open ended game to think our way through it. We need action that gives more information, that guides us onto the next action. That's the gift of life. Anything can happen. Or should I say, you can make anything happen. If you can curb your mind through the journey.