I searched this blog for ‘slow’ and the results came back with 10 posts, of which Slowing Down was the top of the list. A cancer diagnosis, an unexpected health crisis, the death of a loved one…those awaken a need to slow down. I remember, though, in my work in the corporate world that I was hungry for an intentionality, a consciousness, a being that was often challenging to find, given people running around on autopilot and an organizational emphasis on speed.
I picked the morning sunrise photo because starting the day with the sun rising invites a slowness, a stillness. When I remember that morning walk on playa de San Agustinillo, in my body I feel the sense of peace and possibility for the day.
This poem was published in my first poetry book Mostly My Heart Sings. Since connecting last week with my beautiful friend Jana, I’ve been thinking a lot about going slower. When we were together we talked about how much richer our experience is when we go slow enough to be fully present for it.
* I took this photo in Mazunte, Mexico. This beautiful flower grew from the top of a small tree near a bus stop on the main road. I loved the way it was awakening to the light of a beautiful sunny day.
Have you ever had a sense that something significant is happening in your life, although there’s really nothing noteworthy you can point to that reveals what’s actually unfolding? I have this sense that something special is emerging from what has come before. There’s a part of me that wants to move into action, to find answers, to be doing something, anything, to nail things down. And, there’s a part of me that knows the path lies in going slow, embracing life’s flow, in listening, and in simply being with what is, open and accepting. I’m doing my best to listen to the latter.
* I took this photo of a morning glory late one morning in Lugano Switzerland, walking down from Chiesa Santa Maria del Sasso toward toward Lake Maggiore. I’ve included a couple of other photos featuring that walk (a boat on the lake, the church).