A Gentle Dissolve

Nothing is so strong as gentleness. Nothing is so gentle as real strength-

Slow down, you move too fast Life, I love you, All is groovy.

Can you recall the last time you were in love, with life? Noticing the subtle – yet profound flowers blossoming from the dormant grass below ?

During lunch with a close friend this past Friday, I struggled to put into words this exact thought: When was the last time you fell in love with life. All of us have become multitasking savants, hastily doing no fewer than three things at once. Making breakfast while texting about the NCAA tournament and updating a post we have been working on for a few weeks. Our minds are literally filled to capacity, overflowing with “things“. When does the Sun rise tomorrow? The Sun does rise – right? Why does Windows take so long to boot? What’s the forecast for this weekend? Am I out of shape? I look bloated! What if I perform poorly in yoga class, my next 5k? This latte is too much, are they stealing my debit card information? Will it snow tomorrow? I need to book an appointment to have my nails did – done – whatever? What time is it, do I have time to workout/run/swim?

Time is flat, circular and restrictive. We continually arrive back at the same point, with a gadget of some sort close by.

Can you recall the last time you went for a leisurely walk after dinner? The “garden of life” variety of walk that didn’t involve a pedometer, taking a selfie or tweeting to the masses the calories you burned, and all the “other” information we vitally need to live.

Daily Meditation:

If you can name the song and artist that set the gentle tone for the post today,without using your Google Machine – You win a prize or something! All, truly is groovy!!!

Slow Down

10 Comments on “A Gentle Dissolve”

  1. michelle says:

    Simon and Garfunkel, Feelin’ Groovy- right? I loved that song as a kid. Good memories, thanks for reminding me!

  2. Sandra says:

    🙂 You get two likes me from me.
    Slow down, I move too fast. Indeed.

    Great post, I can obviously totally relate. My problem is that I cannot say no. So i’ll be working on revising a paper this afternoon for a conference this weekend–because I was too busy working on taxes and my book to (want to) deal with it 😉

    The other thing I hate that we’re doing to kids these days is telling them that the *best* way to succeed is to have a lot of side activities–sports, debate, school councils, volunteering, job, etc. We get kids here that send emails with a litany of “involvements” and “posts” that they hold on campus. It makes me sick. They can do lots of things, but they don’t study, they don’t learn for the sake of learning. They only begin to care about the “other”. And then they’re so busy they don’t ever just hang out and on the spur of the moment, go for a bike ride, or to a movie.

    We’re raising generations of kids that are so distracted, pulled too many different directions, and worse, cannot handle all of them well. What ever happened to “Jack of All Trades, Master of None”? Out with the generalized testing and emphasis on involvement.

    Sigh. There’s my rant. 🙂

  3. katelon says:

    Yep, Simon and Garfunkel. I sing this song alot when i walk. I actually do take time to notice the sky, the flowers blooming next to the side of the road on my walk. Even discovered a baby snake the other day, out sunning himself/herself by the side of the road. I took a picture of him mid-climb up the curb, as it tried to get away. I just wanted to figure out what kind of snake it was, but was excited to see it none-the-less.

    • CultFit says:

      Just listened to this song again a few moments ago … Beautiful story, and who knows – maybe next time you’ll be able to quench your curiosity when you meet your friend again on a walk in the near future. 🙂 My Son and I have been known to tear across an open field chasing down a critter or one sort or another!

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