Slow Down

I rush because I want to fit more in, I want more of life to happen. But the reality of it is that when I slow down, intentionally, consciously, and sometimes forcefully, there is so much more that comes to me. In fact it’s already here. Slowing down is entering another dimension, another frequency bandwidth. When I slow down nature can speak to me and give me so much more information. One time I saw a group of Indian indigenous people from the Andes at the local food co-op. Besides the fact that they were wearing beautifully bright rainbow colored clothing and that each one of them couldn’t have been much more than 5 foot two, men and women together, they were walking so slowly. I mean they were on a totally different wavelength. And this was so obvious to see because everyone around them were busily shopping and adhering to strict schedules of modern day, but these gentle people were teaching everybody a lesson as they walked so slowly, so mindfully and with so much reverence for the ground upon which they walked. It said a lot. What are the reasons I rush? Because I think I will miss out, because I think resources will run out and dry up if I don’t get there fast. Because I have a belief that I’m not good enough or not worthy unless I produce and accomplish tasks and work hard. I rush if there’s an uncomfortable feeling or issue that I don’t want to look at an address and be honest with him myself. So I’ll rush to get some thing to distract me from that discomfort. One time I was driving on a horse ranch. I have been asked to keep the speed limit between five and 7 mph because when you’re on a horse ranch your own horse time. And the way the ranch owner said it, this old school hippie cowboy type well into his 70s, "around here we are on horse time." One day I might’ve been doing 10 or maybe even, God forbid 12 mph, I got a call from him. I think he was one of those guys who has animal helpers that telepathically send them visual information because I had no idea how he knew how quick I was moving. Anyway the old dude gave me a earful. Chewed me out good and got me even all shaky. It was a good lesson to slow down. The universe gives me lots of these lessons. In the form of lost keys, lost items, mistakes that could have been averted if I was moving slower. Burn out anxiety depression are also symptoms of over hurrying.