I’m afraid to slow down.

part of it is definitely the fear of not being able to get up to speed again.

Does that matter though?

I’m going at the speed of sound, why should I not expect a sonic boom?

The crash feels scary.

I’m falling,

breaking,

crumbling.

I can’t keep myself together,

so how can I keep anything else together?

Isn’t that the whole point?

No, it’s not.

The point is to slow down.

Breathe, observe, experience.

When I’m caught up in the momentum

of doing, growing, chasing ideas,

I forget to stop.

And look around.

And marvel at the world around me.

There’s life everywhere

and it’s full of spirit and joy

and is meant to be experienced at whatever pace it happens.

There’s no forcing life to happen,

no maximizing productivity or momentum.

Slow down.

You don’t need to accomplish everything right now,

you don’t have to race to the finish line.

There is no finish line, only the journey.

Take it easy,

experience life,

slow down,

breathe.