I keep hoping, for all our sakes, that we might strike more of a balance between being and doing, between meeting the doing, between meeting the demands of life and pausing long enough to appreciate its sweet rewards. … A balanced life has rhythm. But we live in a time, and in a culture, that encourages everyone to just move faster. I’m learning that if i don’t take the time to tune in to my own more deliberate pace, I end up moving to some else’s, the speed of events around me setting a tempo that leaves me feeling scattered and out of touch with myself. … A close relationship with myself requires slowness … A good conversation can’t be hurried, it needs time in which to meander its way to revelation and insight. Even cooking dinner with care and attention is slow work. A thoughtful life is not rushed.
The Gift of an Ordinary Day, by Katrina Kenison