“It was a Friday afternoon. Richard had noticed that events were cowards: they didn’t occur singly, but instead they would run in packs and leap out at him all at once.”
— Neil Gaiman
Life erupting at breakneck speeds. Sometimes it seems that we go from event to event crisis to crisis putting out one fire only to find out that two more have taken their place. We definitely live in a world faster than the one I remember growing up. I don’t know that that’s a bad thing. We are all learning new time and stress management skills all the time yet sometimes I wish things would slow down and just stop. I used to say routinely that I would like to know what a routine day was like because each one feels widely different than the last.
Yet i realize that it is not necessarily life that has to slow down but me. I have to take the time to enjoy each moment. I need to meditate for awhile each day and not do anything. Yes, there are always things that are calling for my attention and time yet it is not always necessary to heed the call. I am not saying that there is a need for strict rules. I tend to rebel against those anyway. More that I need a way to give body, soul, family, friends and work enough attention each according to need. In other words I have to make conscious decisions. The unconscious ones tend not to work anyway.
Blessings, G
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