One morning on the way to work, I saw a possum in the road that had just been hit by a car. I thought it was surrounded by birds, but when I looked closer they were actually baby possums climbing out of their mother’s pouch.
I called animal control and they said they would rush out and help. On the way home that night, I passed the same spot and saw proof that they never came.
I wanted to stop that morning, but I was in a rush. I didn’t want to be late for work. I ignored myself to follow the “rules”.
I was too busy for the things I truly cared about. My thinking got in the way of my heart.
Sometimes we build up such momentum that it’s almost impossible to slow down.
But we have to find a way. Otherwise, we’ll continue to grow insensitive to the world around us.
When we lose touch with our surroundings, we lose touch with our life. Everything becomes a blur of activity and nothing feels worth our time.
The destination is no more important than the journey.
Try to get out of your head and catch your breath. Settle in and settle down. Relax and come back to reality. Something might be quietly calling for your attention.
As for me, hopefully one day I’ll be able to follow my own advice.
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