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On Apr 22, 2013 hwatt wrote:|
The real tragedy of speed is the false sense of "getting somewhere." Or even, I suppose, that there is anywhere to go.
I come home at the end of the day, unable to decompress, unable to cherish my children or play with my spouse, because I'm confronted withe a to-do list only nominally different from the one I left behind. So I rush through my stories of the day; I rush through listening so that I barely hear. I rush through making dinner so that I often forget the most important ingredient: love.
I want to slow down, but there is anxiety, fear (of what, I'm not sure), that if I sit and enjoy... I might actually sit and enjoy.
On Apr 23, 2013 amy wrote:
On Apr 24, 2013 Someone wrote:
You may want to add 1 word to your dictionary - 'Being vulnerable'
For what is important to you in your life, you my just want to try this. Hope it makes sense and works for you.