A Return To Stillness

Walk slowly someday.

You will notice that the more slowly you walk, the more you see. And the less you are seen. Others fail to notice you.

As my mother aged, she drove more and more slowly through the hills near her home. When she reached 15 miles per hour and realized that the view out the side windows was more interesting than the road ahead, she stopped driving.

The more slowly you move, the more you see of where you are. Go fishing and the world makes more sense. You can see totalities.

The faster your motion, the more you focus on the road ahead, as that is where you will be by the time you can react. If you are running in panic, less and less do you know where you are.

Time then to sit still and know what am.