Why hurry? Today I once again hurried from one thing to another. But now I'm thinking that why is it so? If one would just do the things that really matter then there would be plenty of time to calm down and not hurry. But hurrying generates more hurry.
(Posting title is from the poem Hurry by Marie Howe.)
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It is sometimes difficult to decide what are the things that really matter. To be in a hurry is sometimes a some sort of "state of mind" but other times is due to several appointments to manage, chaotic traffic etc (more objective situation). It is true that we have to keep the time to rest and not to be overwhelmed by all the small different daily things, which keep us away from a general view of the life.
Sometimes it is in the small details that the beauty lies, or in the way a fellow human being handles the difficulties of life. But it is not often that we really notice these things, in the middle of hurry.
It has taken me a long time to slow my pace down. Photography helped a lot in that regard. I tend to shoot fast when I shoot but by only allowing myself one or two photos of any particular scene, it has forced me to stop and contemplate what it is I'm trying to achieve before I make the shot.
It also helps to have a belief that it is impossible to be late for anything. That probably sounds weird but when I put my faith wholeheartedly into that idea, I found that things just got done. It's not something that I can explain nor is it something that I recommend to people because most people interpret that to mean that they can stay in bed all day and all things will get done. Of course, that's ridiculous but the idea as I practice it works for me and leaves me more relaxed and with more energy at the end of each day.
Cedric, that was a rather intriguing idea.
Sometimes I have felt that there is no time for anything, sometimes it feels like there is all the time in the world despite a big load of things to do. Maybe this depends on how you feel about life, whether striving for perfection or allow room for imperfection. And I have noticed that sometimes doing things imperfectly produces better results than aiming for perfection. A dilemma.
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