I’ve been observing my life and how it’s been changing the past few years. Specifically, it occurred to me that the pace of my life keeps accelerating and that acceleration detracts from a lot of things that I value in it. I know this because last summer I was forced to slow down and that slowing allowed for this incredible blossom in friendships and fulfillment and energy that all of the striving that came before and has come since couldn’t begin to touch. We are taught to race. When I have time off I feel like I have to be doing something. Anything! As long as I’m not sitting still. But I know that the most important thing is building community. Slowing down enough to let friendships grow, to take time with people, to eek my way through the awkward silences. To extrapolate, I think this is a major reason that so many people are either unhappy with their lives or worn out by them. Maybe not. I guess the only truths are those that you know and hold for yourself.
Here’s a haiku in this vein. I recently made a mistake, or lots of mistakes, that arose because I couldn’t be patient and let things evolve at their own pace. These mistakes sting. But maybe I’ll learn from them.
stillness and patience
to let the petals unfold
bright dew in poppy