a taste of slow

I often move at a blinding pace - I like frenzy! The challenge of juggling a lot of activity and detail is exhilarating, but it takes a tole. Fuzzy thinking, lack of creativity and exhaustion.

Today I am moving at a reflective pace - cleaning - laundry - homemade broccoli soup...the open windows welcome the smell of the fire from the woods where my hubby is burning brush - clearing a wedding site.

At this pace I not only notice the smells but experience all the sensations that slowness reveals.

Why is it even with an understanding of Sabbath and the amazing experiences that quiet slowness allows, that I still move so quickly? I would have SO been Martha not Mary!

For today I have tasted the flavor of slowness and it is so good!