To me, slowing down is important. Why? When I rush, I am rushing past people, beauty, and perhaps worst of all, my own spirit and heart. The quote about “…for whom the bell tolls…” is from John Donne’s Meditation 17. It’s relevant.
Hush, My Soul
This spring-like Sunday morning echoes with
Church bells — a slightly muffled ring, a recorded ring --
In former days a call to prayer — when done with actual bells --
A call to quiet reflection — the meanings,
Purposes, possibilities, and creations of life.
Today my first thought, as I
Hear them, as many think, I’m sure,
“I wonder what time it is.”
I should hear, “Slow down!”
I should remember, “Ask not for whom the bell tolls…”
I should think, “Appreciate those
Around me; we are in
Questions and Thoughts
3. Why do I let so much other noise occupy my mind, suborn my thoughts, and urge me to frenetic activity, some that cuts others out of my daily life?
4. How will I slow down enough each day in order that I may be able to work efficiently and effectively and compassionately the rest of my day?
Words plod --
Brain chugs --
Words plop --
Here, there, there, here --
Faster now; don’t slow down.
Where? Choo Choo. Woo Woo.
Words in order trot
and lunge, grabbing
Conductor’s outstretched hand.
Oh. Get off at next station.
“Where do I go now?”