It occurred to me as I wrote sentimental thoughts on my childhood friend’s birthday card; the value of slowing my pace. There is a deep value to slowing this chaotic life down.
Now more than ever, with social media in full effect, our world of today is filled with distractions, platforms of opinions, judgement, frivolous drama (is there any other kind) and financial struggles for many of us.
I left a good-paying job that stole my peace and nearly sucked my soul from my being. Leaving that job was the best decision I ever made. I have no regrets.
After struggling through a couple nervous breakdowns, with reasons earlier stated in prior stories, I yearned for peace, simplicity and a more thoughtful life.
Of course I knew I couldn’t pack up and join the cavalry wagon of gypsies, read fortunes and pick daises. I had responsibilities that needed my utmost attention.
For most of us, when we rush our tasks, they are usually not completed as well as when we take our time. Whether it be taking the kids to school, getting ready for work, writing that essay; we miss key points, lack that polished project, become sloppy and sometimes are even responsible for accidents.
Last week I came across my vintage stationary from when I was in grade school. Even though the stationary was packed away for forty years, it was well-preserved, a reminder of the sentimental state-of-mind that imprisons my mind today.
Maybe some of you remember when Scholastic Books distributed order forms at schools, including options to purchase Current Stationary. They offered everything from coloring cards to wildlife animal cards with matching envelopes. This was back in the day when we made time to handwrite personal notes onto cards. Call me nostalgic as I made a promise to myself to return to better days when life was lived at a slower pace.
It seems easy to become lost in the rush of life, stealing our impactful and thoughtful acts. For me, this change was not brought on by the pandemic. I have always been an introvert, writing away in my bedroom as a child or down in creek, making frog friends.
What would happen if we chose to grasp lingering thoughts and deliberately travel a slow and steady path?
What would not happen are the frantic panics when we overbook our calendars, feeling more confident when learn to say “no” and become more efficient and productive in all that we do.
We have options.
We can still be productive when we slow down.
I drive like a turtle and occasionally move like a sloth. My mind can still be a hot mess but my body is learning to relax more and ignore the need to catch up with my brain.
We have options. Change takes time but consider the peace you will gain.
You have one life. Remember to care for it well.