hello dear ollee n bee ~

another sunday is slipping away. i love sundays for the way they simply unfold, generally unplanned, unscheduled in a quiet, unhurried way. one of my favourite things on a sunday morning while sipping coffee and often baking muffins or biscuits is listening to cbc radio's the sunday edition with the incomparable and polished michael enright.

today, michael spoke to carl honoré, author of the slow fix, "about how to embrace our inner tortoise without rejecting our inner hare." they talked about how people seem to fill every moment of their day with purpose ~ scheduled to the hilt. sound familiar? when we do get space that seems to be empty, a slight anxiety creeps in ~ even guilt that we aren't filling this space with 'something' useful. carl honoré is suggesting we need to learn how to not to always take the quick fix, but instead the 'slow fix'. i like that. hee hee ~ they even mentioned the idea of a quick yoga class that was being offered. that certainly made me giggle and think how silly that concept is!

all my life i have been a bit of a slowpoke. i take meandering, smelling the roses and chasing butterflies quite seriously and love the slow living movement. i believe it was in sarah ban breathnach's 'simple abundance' where i read that we wouldn't be so jeezled up if we spent more time sipping chamomile in our rocking chair on our porch. mmm, so true.

if you have 'time', michael's interview with carl is so worth listening to. as always, michael ended the segment with a relevant music selection. he so perfectly chose etta james, at last ...



so, i say it's time. 

slow down, you're moving too fast ... you've got to make the morning last ...

yolo,
xxo
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1 comment:

Bee said...

i think, when you move slowly - when you take the time to really explore your senses... that is when the magic happens. that's when you are able to snap that picture of the magical thing that you never would have been able to otherwise see if you were rushing by. when you stop in the street to listen to the busker playing the violin, close your eyes, and let the music wash over your ears and into your soul. when you take that first sip of coffee (or scotch!), slowly, with your eyes closed, letting it roll over your tongue and down your throat, warming you from the inside out. when you stop to caress the leaf of a flower, to realize it feels just like a piece of silk fabric. The time you take to pick up each bar of soap in a tiny soap-selling shop, just to make sure you've sampled the amazing scents of each and every one, so you don't miss anything... Taking your time, being slow, is to savour and enjoy life in a way that is otherwise impossible. I love this post - thank you for reminding me that sometimes, it's important to slow down. :)