On Slowing Down…
If you have been following this blog for some time you will know that I often remind myself, in written form, to slow down. I let my readers know that I will be taking a short break, almost as if I am asking permission. In the end, I rarely do slow down. I am a big fan of “go-go-go.” I just motor along until I crash. Then I pick up the pieces and continue.
I have been forced to slow down since I have been living in a temporary apartment without all my distractions and with my very toddlery toddler. It has been interesting. It has left time for meditation. I have been forced to slow down as jewelry sales have tapered (I am confident they will be back come May). I have been forced to slow down as my new designs require acquiring new skills. I have been forced to slow down in order to figure out how to better photograph small objects. I have been forced to slow down as my child insists on walking everywhere and she walks very, very slowly. I have been forced to slow down as my dreams leave me wondering what is really going on in my head.
Slow like molasses living in fast-paced big apple.
It has been good for me. I do not keep a journal, but I do dig periodic introspection. It turns out I like slowing down. I like thinking about how to increase my sales. I like tweaking my designs over and over again in my head, I like finding where the light hits my cup of coffee. I like watching my child look down at the subway grates as hot, stinky air rushes up at her. I like figuring out what the hidden room in my dreams means.
But I am getting fidgety. I am not meant to stay in this retreat for long. I long to return home and to make stuff and to blog about it. I cannot wait to have the time to move explore more city further and uncover more treasures and resources. It will be at least another week of slow like molasses. I will try to make the best of it.