The trees that are slow to grow, bear the best fruit.- Moliere
Life is full.
It’s busy and I mean in a suffocating, I can’t breathe kind of way.
You watch through to the end of the reel (it’s an old fashioned movie) and wonder, what was the storyline, where is the feel good punchline, I don’t get the meaning of that movie? A life time of doing, with so little meaning in any of it.
And so for the love of slow, it’s time to press pause for a moment.
It’s time to remember what play and lightness and ease feels like because the doing of life, may have gotten a little in the way.
Allow me to reawaken you to possibility of slow.
Even if your little ones need to be out the door and off to school five days out of seven, there is a possibility for slow right here. Typically mornings can end up a bit of a rush but there is another way.
The old me had a huge fear of being late and while punctuality remains one of my values, my desire to be on time no longer turns me into a crazy mess when I don’t quite hit the mark. And let’s face it, with young children, you often don’t hit the mark.
What you’ll need:
- To be organised. If you have only one hour between waking up and getting out the door, work out what you can reasonably achieve in an hour. Anything outside of that gets done the night before (making lunches, showering and clothes laid out).
- To be open. Be open to the odd day, when your best intentions go pair shaped. If you have children, there are multiple factors at play and while you can micro-manage the stuff that needs doing, one unexpected meltdown can undo a well organised morning routine. Be open to things changing and drop the blame game when they do.
- To re-frame. When it does all hit the fan, re-frame to “will I remember this morning when I am eighty years old, this being late once or twice, missing a deadline, being xzy?”
- To be curious. What am I missing out on when I choose to be flustered, speak sharply, raise my tone, and tighten my grip. What experience am I missing out on?
Drop your shoulders, slow your breath. You might be late by someone else’s clock but you will be soul rich, in the calm that you embody.
You’ll add some colour to the life on the old movie reel. You’ll connect a little deeper with your partner, your children, your boss or even that driver you let in before you on the highway.
Accept the truth that how you choose (yes I said you choose!) to start your day, is a good indication of how you will travel for the remainder of it.
Each day is a new gift. If you always roll out of bed grumpy, try rolling out on the other side of the bed tomorrow because what you are choosing, isn’t working for you.
If you have loved ones, set them up for a great day. Be that person who teaches them the responsibility of setting up for a purposeful outcome and just as importantly, teach them how to let go. How to breathe out.
Awaken the richness of slow into other areas of your life.
Slow Weekends. Don’t know how to do it? Ask me. My little family and I do them so well!
Set a new pace. Drop the busyness. Redefine success by putting people at the center of your world.
When you cultivate an intentionally slower pace to your days, you will find moments in which you can breathe. And I mean really breathe, right into the spaciousness that was already there, previously covered up with a bunch of distraction and ‘unimportant but kind of makes me feel important’ activities.
Tell me where do you see the possibility of adding some slow into your days?