Pause

​Perhaps the happiest people are the ones who have figured out how to slow down time. To recognize the important moments and give them room to exist. To pause. To appreciate simple things like laying in bed on a summers night as a cool breeze washes over you from an open window. To freeze that in your mind and retrieve it years later when life is racing by unimpeded. To feel the power of that singular moment in your precious life.

We cram life with activity because we know how brief it is, but that comes with a cost. The only way to slow down time is to give it room to breathe and flex. To be what it is in its purest form. An unforced act of being.

The value of time is not in the filling, but in the living. To experience those moments of connection when we can. To be in our shoes. Creating such awareness isn’t based on power of will, but the ability to recognize those timeless moments and pause in our rush to the next thing.

And when do we’ll find them. Here, lying awake at 3 am. Here, listening to the rain on the porch. Here, watching a bird flit with ease in the trees. Here, sitting at the traffic light. Here, standing in line listening to conversions at the checkout. Here, with the first sip of fresh coffee. All pauses. All unforced times inbetween. All places where we can catch our breaths.