About six months before I left the working full-time world, I was invited to a day-long seminar in presentation. Thinking I had pretty good skills in public speaking, I went anyways because a day away from the desk is sometimes a good thing. I actually learned a lot, and what surprised me the most was that the leaders noticed how much I rush around. Swoosh, into the room, swoosh, up at the whiteboard, swoosh, out to get some markers, etc. etc. etc.
Couldn’t they see I was rushing to get things done? So much to do, so little time…
And then I quit working and I had nothing *but* time. And still I rushed around.
The last two years have been a long, sometimes painful, process of learning how to slow down. Slow walking, slow writing, slow setting up camp – I’m learning to appreciate that taking my time usually makes things better. And sometimes slow is actually beautiful, like these waves captured using a very slow shutter setting.
I’ll probably be working on slowing down till the end of my days, but at least I’ve started.
Just take your time – wave comes. Let the other guys go. Catch another one.