Has that little voice inside of you ever told you to stop?
To just stop whatever you are doing and be still. Be still and listen. Just be.
For me, that was the beginning of consciousness. The realization that I don’t need to be in a hurry, that I don’t need to live a busy life. That it’s okay, necessary, in fact, to stop sometimes. Be quiet. Listen. And just be.
Everything else can be a distraction.
A distraction from . . . from what *really matters, from what’s trying to grab your attention in that moment.
It’s hard to feel a gentle breeze on your face when you’re moving 500 miles-per-hour.
I suppose some might say that is the breeze, to be moving so fast. But for me, the gentle caress that can barely be felt carries so much more.
* Though of course, everything IS important, while at the same time, nothing is.
I love the contradiction of knowing that.
*** Sj ***