“Slow down, you move too fast
You got to make the morning last
Just kicking down the cobblestones
Looking for fun and feelin’ groovy
Ba da da da da da da, feelin’ groovy”
(from The 59th Street Bridge Song (Feelin’ Groovy), by Paul Simon)

You gotta love 60’s music, right?

And wouldn’t we all just love to slow down a bit nowadays?

Me? I’d love to kick down those cobblestones – or maybe just walk a bit out in the fresh sunshine if the days would warm up a smidge. And who wouldn’t want to be able to honestly say it’s all groovy, or at least pretty darned good?

This can be hard to do when you’re moving way too fast to notice how achingly beautiful life can be. Fact is, you can move so fast that even the cobblestones become a blur.

We do this without even thinking, I think. We move too fast, become multi-tasking heroes of our own making, and fill up our time checking off items on our interminable to-do lists that are mostly filled with things we have to do and not things we want to do.

It’s easy to do. In fact, it’s easy to forget to notice that there’s so much more to notice.

We stare at pixels instead of petals, even though we all know that the wonder of the world is not going to be found in an app.

And why in the world are we rushing to get the dishes done instead of rushing outside to watch the sunset?

Slow down, you move too fast. You’ve got to make the morning last. Or the sunset.

Or at the very least, the moment. This very moment.

Maybe we should just let the dishes sit in the sink while we take time some time to sink into now. Maybe we should just stop a bit and take a beat to breath, because this is where joy lives.

Joy lives in this moment. Only ever in this moment. Whether or not we notice it.

Slow down, you move too fast.

There’s this myth that life is a race or a competition or at least a problem to figure out, but it’s not. Life is this moment, this very one.

You can’t really live in the past or the future, you can only live in the now.

Now is the only real.

Now is the only thing you really have, and if you want to notice beauty and blessing and the grooviness of it all, you have to stop and notice it. Now.

“There is more to life than increasing its speed.” (~Mahatma Gandhi)

You have to stop before you can smell any roses.

Slow down, you move too fast.

Life is not a race. It’s not a competition. It’s not a problem.

Life is a string of moments, some of which are amazingly and unbelievably gorgeous.

Moments that you can choose to stop and notice, or simply race past.

Choose to ignore, or choose to make last.

~xo,
LuAnne

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