Take Things Slowly

I have recently pondered on the virtue of slowness and was totally shocked at what I found.

First, I realized I had been thinking like everyone else. I believed that the race is to the swift.

Second, I realized I had been looking at slowness like everyone else. I forgot that many of the best results of human creativity took time.

Third, I realized that slowness is a decision, and it has a purpose for different people with different goals and different values.

What do you think about “slow” people? I know some people who would go steadily through a crisis, at a leisurely pace almost, their demeanor relaxed and easy —

I love to observe unhurried people. Their peace is energizing. They make rebellion to the prevalent notion look good. I want to pick their brains.


Is Slow Really Bad?

Contrary to popular belief, taking things slow need not be bad. On the other hand, speed need not mean good.

I remember a fable by the Greek writer Aesop which glorified the steady and consistent pace of the tortoise. The quick hare did not prevail over that underdog.

I guess you know the Aesop story, WE know how the story ends.

And I remember King Solomon’s words:  “The race is not to the swift…” (Ecclesiastes 9:11)

I guess you know King Solomon and his wisdom of renown.

And do you remember when, at the Mountain of Temptation, a quick solution to the Lord’s hunger was offered to Him by the hand of the enemy. Did He grasp that hand?

No, He did not. He took the via dolorosa that led to the cross and the mount of ascent. Slowly but surely, Jesus assured our hope.


Who is rushing you, anyway?

Heigh Ho, Slowly We Go

There must be something about the unhurried pace that gives slow and steady gait a good name.

Hundreds of years after Solomon, Aesop and Jesus Christ, we have frazzled people everywhere, doing things at a maddening pace in the rat race.

Speed seems to be the only way if you were to reach your dreams.

If you want it that bad, then do it QUICKLY! That’s what they say.

But I also remember that an OAK does not grow overnight.

Sometimes, it’s good to take a break, too.

A Note About Blogging

How I wish I can blog everyday, and I envy those who do.

I remember feeling frustrated that at times I would be slowed down by my other (and equally important) responsibilities.

But now, I remember, slowness can be used to my advantage.

I realized that those times I was not blogging, I was thinking… really thinking about my life, thinking about what God is doing in it.

My daughter had been sick for days, and changes are underway in our household — so…

I was slowed down, to my advantage, I think. And my slow pace benefited my family who did not have to put up with the rush going on in my veins.

I needed to slow down, I truly needed it. And the people around me needed it, too.

Maybe you need to slow down, too. And maybe the people around you will thank you if you do. 🙂

A Counter Intuitive Solution

Funny how we need to be reminded to take things slow as if it was taken out of our common sense.

Slowing down is an alien concept that when threshed out anew seems so novel and noble!

Personally, the fruit of my taking things slow was great. Rest. Composure. Peace of mind. Depth.

The compulsion to churn out content was replaced by thinking about the more important things in life that will enrich my family, and my writing life, too.

Haste makes waste.

The race is not to the swift.

Do not grasp the help of anyone you don’t trust, no matter how quickly it may end your troubles.

There must be something in those words.

Make Haste Slowly?

Just as quickness is not a solution to any problem, slowness must also be given its proper place in our lives.

We don’t rely on slowness to solve our problems. Of course, it’s just a means to solve our problems.

In fact there are times when we need to be quick in making decisions. Some situations certainly call for that.

But quick or slow, we know that in life, there are so many ways to experience a life worth living, with the people we love, at the pace we choose, and along the path we must take.

I don’t glorify slowness. I don’t glorify speed, either. Each has its own place.

But for now, I’m slowing down to admire the flower of this bromeliad given by my beloved husband as a Valentine’s gift. And while I do, I’m not checking the clock on my wall.

How about you? What slows you down for your good? Tell me about it.

You can read about my posts about my decluttering and taking it slow with sentimental items here.

A Full-Attention Love

Last night, my daughter was eagerly anticipating the opening of several boxes of gifts that she knew were intended for her.

My husband and I decided to buy several items from a nearby mall. We bought a globe that doubles as a lamp, a Hello Kitty boombox, and other stuff my daughter needs for school and play.

Yes, we are decluttering, but we do not intend to hold back from buying things that will enrich us and make us have fun moments together.

Ahh, moments. Time. It comes at a high cost these days….

Day in the Life

The day had been really tiring but exhilarating (it’s no surprise both must be together most of the time when you’re with children). It was Sunday, the Lord’s day, and we had the opportunity to be with a gracious couple and their little ones.

My daughter had been super excited the day before, but for some reason, had trouble sleeping through the night. She had a clogged nose and she couldn’t sleep.

When a child cannot sleep, the parents cannot sleep, too. When she’s sick, it’s as if dad and mom are sick as well. Suffice it to say, we were up all night and almost through daybreak.

Home Remedies and Then Some

But paracetamol, a good massage, eucalyptus oil diffused in the room, chicken soup with semi-ripe papaya fruit and a glass of warm milk, plus some TLC (read aloud and hugs) really helped.

So it turned out, we did not cancel Sunday worship and the play date thereafter because she did feel better and I, felt relieved, too!

God answered our prayer for her immediate recovery. God moved, but then we were also there, used by the Lord to minister to our child and love her.

Your Undivided Attention, Please

While taking care of her needs, she had on a look of semi-surprise. Maybe she was thinking — “Mom is just loving me, no scolding right now, no talk about time, just being with me.”

You see, my decluttering adventure and other matters I had to deal with these past weeks had sort of detached me from her. Yes, I was there, but there were times I have certainly made her feel she was a distraction from the tasks I had written down to accomplish.

And that is just… sad. I looked at her face again and relished the look of enjoyment fill her. My uninterrupted attention bathed her with joy. Oh, I love that look. Can’t have enough of it…

Funny, I didn’t even notice she was already guzzling sleep to help her recover her strength.

The Gifts and the Just Gifts

Now there are gifts like toys, stuff, and then there are those intangible gifts, the best ones — like LOVE displayed in TIME spent.

I turned off the globe lamp and the CD player (we are a bit old school — and I had to think of ways to use the good CDs we have at home) and went back to her side to enjoy more uninterrupted time with her.

We both felt great waking up, secure in the love we have for each other.