“The high value put upon every minute of time,
the idea of hurry-hurry as the most important objective of living,
is unquestionably the most dangerous enemy of joy.”
(Herman Hesse, 1877 - 1962)
Thus, the joyless country we seem to be living in right now. All of our hurry-hurry has left us bereft of the capacity to experience even the smallest of joys. We keep trying to entertain ourselves, but we only become more bored. We seek greater highs, but don't know how to sit alone with ourselves, or with a friend, on our porch.
We rush around in frantic circles, exhausted, distracted, harried, and we wonder why life feels devoid of meaning. Why everything is such a chore. We daydream about some elusive future when we will somehow have more time. That day never seems to arrive.
I feel this. In fact, I have felt this more than ever lately.
I am determined to slow down, way down. I am the only one who can slow the speed of my own life, no one will do it for me.
This summer, I want to really live.
To live at the speed of love,
or maybe I should say, the speed of joy.
Or you can retire, when every day is Saturday except for Sunday🙂
I am looking so-o-o-o-o forward to retiring...not because I don't like my job, but because I have always worked full time, while raising my children, while taking master degree classes, and again while taking master degree classes while raising my children. I am so very ready for things to slow down and so ready to have time to do so many other things I've always wanted to do but didn't have time to do them. While I don't want retirement to be all about me, I do want some of that. 🙂
Before COVID…this was ME! COVID gave me the gift to retire/close my business and focus on how I can become a better, slower version of me 💝 Thanks Alice!