50 years of an alarm clock creates urgency in everyone. This is something we have to mentally and physically take control of is the urgency that has been created bin us from a young age. Furthermore the phones we keep strapped constantly within reach and the emails and videos in all of our new instagrams and other sites has taken our sense of joy and excitement away from us.
I remember my grandmother would often send us letters, she had a way of often drawing eyes or other funny things instead of just writing words to express herself. I have some left but sadly many are missing over the years. To say I would read These over and over filling my heart with joy and my mind with imagination and my heed with just fanciful things… well, when is the last time anyone has received a hand written letter?
Many times my calming when I get out of the rig is just heading to a deer stand and sitting for hours watching the animals work themselves thru the forest as I sit there unnoticed and watching them forage or hunt or just enjoy a pleasant walk.
We all need to live in the moment instead of frantically rushing thru life. The old song from Alabama says it the best.
“I’m in a hurry to get things done oh I rush and rush until life no fun. All I got to do is just live and die but I’m, in a hurry and don’t know why!
Jacques, thank you. The part I was really exploring here was the practice of noticing itself. The more deliberately we practice noticing what we normally overlook, the easier it becomes to notice our own reactions in real time too. That’s what happened to me this morning. I noticed the urgency before I reacted to it, and that gave me a choice. That little space between noticing and reacting is what I find so powerful.
50 years of an alarm clock creates urgency in everyone. This is something we have to mentally and physically take control of is the urgency that has been created bin us from a young age. Furthermore the phones we keep strapped constantly within reach and the emails and videos in all of our new instagrams and other sites has taken our sense of joy and excitement away from us.
I remember my grandmother would often send us letters, she had a way of often drawing eyes or other funny things instead of just writing words to express herself. I have some left but sadly many are missing over the years. To say I would read These over and over filling my heart with joy and my mind with imagination and my heed with just fanciful things… well, when is the last time anyone has received a hand written letter?
Many times my calming when I get out of the rig is just heading to a deer stand and sitting for hours watching the animals work themselves thru the forest as I sit there unnoticed and watching them forage or hunt or just enjoy a pleasant walk.
We all need to live in the moment instead of frantically rushing thru life. The old song from Alabama says it the best.
“I’m in a hurry to get things done oh I rush and rush until life no fun. All I got to do is just live and die but I’m, in a hurry and don’t know why!
Thanks for another great insight!!!!
Jacques, thank you. The part I was really exploring here was the practice of noticing itself. The more deliberately we practice noticing what we normally overlook, the easier it becomes to notice our own reactions in real time too. That’s what happened to me this morning. I noticed the urgency before I reacted to it, and that gave me a choice. That little space between noticing and reacting is what I find so powerful.