I don’t read newsletters. I subscribe to many in hopes that I’ll feel inspired to read them, but mostly I find more pleasure in deleting items from my inbox and having 0 emails by the end of the day. If it means starting each new day with an empty inbox then deleting I will do. I take so much pleasure in crossing off, deleting, and erasing.
Fortunately, the only newsletter I actually read is written by a close friend of mine. I’ve watched his writing grow from good to great in just a few months and I can tell he is putting a lot more effort into the subject, the thought process, and his vulnerability that goes into it. Today, I learned from him. The art of stillness. The idea that we move too fast too often too much. All doing more than one can handle and expecting to juggle it all without dropping the ball, or balls. And it made me think of the pressure I put on myself to keep going and keep going at such a fast pace. To get as much done as I can and to feel accomplished every waking moment. Which is hard to do on a normal day. But then it made me think of two days ago. Novio was still in Houston for work, I was still in pain from my period and I had no plans but to have a long date with Netflix. It was amazing. I realized after two hours, I was sitting in the same position, not looking at my phone or checking my email or on my laptop, just quietly and peacefully being amused at the movie I was watching. It wasn’t a very compelling movie, but it was pleasant and lovely and calming. It made me realize though that I don’t remember the last time I watched a movie, the entire way through, without looking at my phone, interrupting the movie with a conversation, or being on my laptop. Just being able to do one thing, and devote my entire attention to it blew my mind! How crazy is that?! I was amazed that I could have even done that.
To be slow in a world that is pressuring you to move at a fast pace is difficult, but not impossible.
Perhaps I will learn to walk slower when others race by me. Perhaps I will learn to eat slower when others rush around me. Perhaps I will listen more and talk less. Perhaps I will slow down.
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