Slowing Down

I am slowing down

I no longer need a complete sentence

Just a word is enough to make my spirits high

I can look at a leaf for hours together

and marvel at its creation

I want to know what silence sounds like

I have begun to notice my breathing

I carry the sounds of morning, noon and evening in my backpack

I take my time to wake up

There is no Rush …

I am slowing down

I am slowing down !

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This is a totally raw piece, like most of my pieces are. It’s what I am actually doing these days.

Tell me are you in a rush? Or you are slowing down or mishmash of both?

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The Morning Miss

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On my daily journey to my place of work, I don’t really pay attention to the trees lined up on either side of the road. Most of the days, I am worried on how the day would go. And on other days, I am just planning my day during my morning commute. And this anxiety of mine, this habit of mine to play the events in my mind before they get played in real life, make me oblivious to the ever present calmness of nature. I miss this part of connecting with the nature almost daily.

On my way back, I am ,more often than not, conscious about the swaying of trees and the sun set. So, just once in a day, I feel something about my presence, because I feel the presence of nature in the evening.

But what if, the morning passes without me noticing any trees and the evening never shows up for me?

Also, so far, I have seen on almost every occassion, no matter how less I am prepared for the day or no matter how much worried I am, the things of concern, the things that steal the ‘now’ from me, are always taken care of, that is, they always go right somehow. There is some power operating which knows just the right thing for me. (I know it is too good and even sounds too good, to be true, however, things are just always moving in the right direction ). So all my worries and plannings (at the wrong time) don’t really serve any puropse, except one, that I miss the viridscent shade of trees.

Yes, I have to learn to relax my mind in the morning as well, I can’t just live half my life.

Yes. Yes. Healing is a daily process.

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Thanks for reading !!!