In the midst of a reconnection with an old school
mate the other day, I was reminded of the quickening of time. "I can't
believe High School was already 10 years ago!", she said. "I can't
believe it has gone by so fast, where did the time go?"
The flight of time seems sensible when I really take the time to
think about what feels timely to me: new sights, sounds, symbols,
lessons, tasks, thoughts, challenges, places, people. Newness. All of
these things challenge us, force us, to slow down & smell the
roses. Rose smelling is no longer an option but a necessity when we
encounter unknown territory.
As children, we are engulfed with newness daily, the entire world is full of wonder and awe. As aging adults, we typically settle into more and more routine that growing up often brings, and we see less and less newness everyday. We often smell the roses less and less the older we get, because, well, lets face it- who has time to smell the roses when time is moving this fast? Before we know it we've been out of High School for 10 years and we don't know what happened. We got into a routine, we studied the same subect at school for 4 years and drove the same way to work every morning. To thrive at life, we made things simple, and once life becomes simple, it just simply passes us by. Surely the key to a full and slow life is to simply keep smelling the roses. In this simple act, wonder may be reinstilled, and we can re-learn how to let the simplicity of life be a thrill.
As children, we are engulfed with newness daily, the entire world is full of wonder and awe. As aging adults, we typically settle into more and more routine that growing up often brings, and we see less and less newness everyday. We often smell the roses less and less the older we get, because, well, lets face it- who has time to smell the roses when time is moving this fast? Before we know it we've been out of High School for 10 years and we don't know what happened. We got into a routine, we studied the same subect at school for 4 years and drove the same way to work every morning. To thrive at life, we made things simple, and once life becomes simple, it just simply passes us by. Surely the key to a full and slow life is to simply keep smelling the roses. In this simple act, wonder may be reinstilled, and we can re-learn how to let the simplicity of life be a thrill.
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