We stopped and said hello to the grass. We checked out the purple flowers on the butterfly bush.
We sat tandem on the swings and sang “So high in the sky” as we pushed into the air.
What should have been a 15-minute walk took an hour and it was delightful.
In the rush-rush-can’t-stop cycle we spin on, slowing down seems impossible, doesn’t it?
We tell our kids, “Hurry up!” and bark at our loved ones to “Get a move on” as we buckle in the car on our way to the next stop.
But what if we slowed down, even for ten minutes, to the pace of a child?
What would we see?
What might we treasure that we would have missed otherwise?
Flying high in the air with a little body pressed close to my heart really was a gift tonight.
Maybe you think you can’t slow down.
Practice. Slow down for only 10 minutes.
Savor that time.
Don’t fill it with noise or the Internet.
Put the phone down.
What do you see?
What did you treasure that you might have missed otherwise?