In this rush, rush rush world where we are driven my materialism, multi-tasking seems an absolute requirement. Trying to keep up with the madness, I have lost the art of taking time to myself to think, be creative, and dream.
Maybe the New Year is the perfect time to fall in love with the process and give up on the “end-game fantasy”. No big “pie in the sky” resolutions for me this year. Only one: to slow down – to sip life instead of gulping it down. Maybe if I can tame that crazy little drunk monkey living in my head, I can focus on the small and doable and watch for a gradual transformation rather than the radical “change your life in one week” lost causes.