"A human being is part of a whole called by us the Universe, a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself,  his thoughts and feelings as something separated from the rest, a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty." Albert Einstein

On going slow

This photo was taken in Laos, a slice of heaven on Earth, where I was lucky enough to visit in 2015 and where you cannot help but adjust your pace to fall into step with Nature.  It's where I found Thich Nhat Hanh sitting on a bookshelf, with the timeless reminder that Peace is Every Step. This particular tree is one we encountered on the way up Mount Phusa. It bows down to the ground below from its high vantage point, while remaining rooted in its place, between the Earth and the sky.

This photo was taken in Laos, a slice of heaven on Earth, where I was lucky enough to visit in 2015 and where you cannot help but adjust your pace to fall into step with Nature.  It's where I found Thich Nhat Hanh sitting on a bookshelf, with the timeless reminder that Peace is Every Step. This particular tree is one we encountered on the way up Mount Phusa. It bows down to the ground below from its high vantage point, while remaining rooted in its place, between the Earth and the sky.

Slowness is...

a deliberate adjustment or a subconscious delay?

To slow down is to

give yourself permission to be

Some way other than the way you've been led.

To feel your way back

With the weight of your body

Easing into every pause

Where you notice

clouds shredded by a plane in the sky

sitting and drinking your coffee.

Dragonflies dancing in effortless synchronicity

staring at the pond.

A face in a doorway

walking down the street.

A leaf escaping a branch

waiting to cross the road.

A ripple of pain

outstretched before you rise.

It's the undulation of a wave

A conscious inhalation

A breath not a gasp

A smile not a frown

a lingering embrace

a harmonious exchange

It is the body's intelligent response

A defence against the mercurial fever of the mind

A gap in the curtain

A welcome fall with grace.

Stem the flow

resist the hurry

linger on

the space between the words

the silence between the sounds

compose the poetry of your life as it unfolds

why wait until whatever it is

is almost over.

**The digested read: wake up and smell the coffee**

On silence

Put your mind in the muscle: A call to attention