Time is flying by as fast as these clouds are on the sunset horizon.

It’s strange to slow my breathing and be witness to this daily miracle despite the swift finality for the day.

There’s something about this one that pains my heart. Immersed in this moment with melancholy melodies, this unfolding event before me demonstrates the way I’m experiencing life in its entirety.

Beautifully and wistfully busy at a dizzying rate.  

No matter how I slow down and become a tool of conscious expression, I will never be able to capture this feeling as honestly as this windy sunset has. 

Although my heart feels open, I am simultaneously grieving my loss, our collective loss when we get dragged by the man made wind pushing us along the path of productivity and consumption with dehumanising acceleration. 

As I tread the water of all my to do lists, papers to write, people to connect with and work to do, I try to remember to be present to this daily blessing for my heart.

Sometimes when we are sad, busy, stressed and moving too fast, what can help is a daily ritual that reminds us to slow down. These feelings that overwhelm us need space to be felt, listened to, nurtured and then moments of rest to follow. Listening to our body, feelings and minds is how we can feel and then live with balance.