I would rush and hustle and hurry with a fierce pace, everywhere. Miles would pass in a sort of hazy blur. My sole concern was to push farther, go faster.
In my haste I missed all of these lovely details. The subtleties, like the first signs of the changing seasons, would go unnoticed.
I am grateful for the power of slowness. Now I appreciate meandering. I savour soaking up the details. Noticing. Listening.
In my haste I missed all of these lovely details. The subtleties, like the first signs of the changing seasons, would go unnoticed.
I am grateful for the power of slowness. Now I appreciate meandering. I savour soaking up the details. Noticing. Listening.
What do you notice when you slow down?
Today I noticed the smells of roses and plumeria. Heavenly!
ReplyDeleteWhat do I notice when I slow down?
ReplyDeleteI notice the beating of my heart that races to a fast paced life. I strain to hold back and slow down, unfortunately not an easy thing for me. I also notice that when I do slow down, I am VERY tired.
Must learn to slow down...better... after I do this one last task...sigh...