Beyond Slow
[Thank you to Dan, who writes the Art of Tea for this guest post]
I have had the honour bestowed upon me of writing a “guest post” for the Slow Down Now blog. In respect of such, I have…
…thought about writing about the Belbroughton Scarecrow Weekend.
…thought about writing about how someone once told me that the reason angels can fly is because they take life lightly.
…thought about writing about the simple delights of making jam.
…thought… isn’t it good to sometimes not think?
…to find oneself on a path between fields of crops and to stop and lean on a gate and realise what a beautiful, warm, sunny, crisp autumnal day it is…
…to watch a horse grazing idly on a nearby hillside…
…to observe the gentle circling of owls and ravens against the backdrop of clear blue sky and wispy cotton wool clouds…
…to smile at the butterflies frolicking in the undergrowth…
…to pick blackberries…
…to say hello to the squirrels and voles and robbins who cross one’s path…
…to experience…
…to just be…
…to switch off one’s mind, even one’s imagination, and to be totally absorbed in the present moment…
As a writer, I have a tendency to overthink, to philosophize on every tiny nuance of existence, to search for the meaning in everything I experience, to place all of life into a contextual narrative. But sometimes…
…isn’t it best just to forget?
…to live outside one’s thoughts?
…to slow down…
…to the point where…
…one just…
…stops?