Be still…

fun

It was like a truck breaking down in the middle of the road; no prior notice, no signs of wearing thin, it just decided to give up on itself all of a sudden.

That’s how I have been feeling for the past couple of days… that’s the direction I feel I was heading to — so many things to do, so many places to be at, so many people to hang out with. I have been trying to overcome my frustration, frustration when I see the time fly by.

“What? I was at work at 11. It’s 12.12 already?”

I want it to stop, I want it to slow down.
How can I smell the roses,
when this time flies by?

Angel 3

I am not sure if you have heard of the Tv-series Angel? My sister and I used to love watching this show, which stars David Boreanaz in lead and was produced by the makers of Buffy the Vampire Slayer.

In one of the episodes, one of the main character (I fail to remember who) strikes a deal with some devil, wherein he has the power to not go to sleep and function normally round the clock. But since it’s the ‘deal with the devil’, there was a catch. At that time I was like, “How stupid! Why would he do something like that. To be able to sleep is one of the best gifts mankind has ever got.”

But not any more. I honestly wish I could do the same; minus the interaction with the devil because I am scared of ghosts (*I died a slow death after watching The Conjuring*).

So, I am trying to slow down; I am trying to give up on things that makes time whizz by — it includes hanging out with friends or going to events that are fun, but according to the present state of my mind, too much to handle.

Doesn’t all the hurry makes us hurt? 

 
Slow never killed time. It’s the the rushing and racing, the trying to catch up, this is what kills time — ourselves. Why in the world do we keep wounding ourselves?
Life is not an emergency. And this, this is the only way to slow down time: When I fully enter into the current moment with the weight of all my attention, I slow the torrent with the weight of me all here. Weigh down this moment in time with attention full, and the whole of time’s river slows, slows, slows.

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