slow

I will not hurry. No rushing around for me. I will not slave for function over form. I will keep my heart rate at resting, returning to my breath as often as necessary. At the end of today’s living, what I want to remember most is how I felt – – not what I accomplished. I want to whisper gratitudes into my pillow tonight with nary a complaint on my lips. I sometimes daydream about a day to myself, but truth is, each day comes with a demand or two. Much better to live a come what may day, especially since life has a way of working itself out one way or another without much intervention from me. With a little faith, some hope, and a sparkle of fairy dust, I’ll find my way from the top of the day to the bottom by allowing myself to simply BE. Imagine a day – – a slow day – – because I decide it so. Imagine.

2 thoughts on “slow

  1. I kept saying to my mind as I read your post, yes, yes, yes. I love the picture too because I just looked up how to make dandelion jelly. My Grandma made it all the time and the wine too and the tea. I just want to try making jelly. I will make sure to have a day afterwards to just be…great post.

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