Art of Slow Living


I’ve got this gene in me; the same gene that’s in my mother and grandmother.

A trait that has become quite common in today’s society;

the inability to sit still.

The feeling of needing mile long lists that need checking off right at that moment, the guilt when you try taking a break.

Why have we constructed a society that feels the need to always be doing something, always be working, always be creating, planning, cleaning, moving, doing, shaking. Yes, you get more “accomplished” but at what cost? And what defines accomplishment?

I am a great multi-tasker, and a speedy, efficient worker. I can get a lot done in one day, and I feel awesome. But lately, it’s been making me feel a bit frazzled. (electrocuted hair, eyes all bugged out)

I am trying to create a profitable, successful business which requires so much time and effort. More than a full time job. I am also going to school to become a health coach. I am keeping a house in order, still trying to move in and unpack boxes, hang out with family and friends, make new friends, exercise, try and figure out all of my health problems, make time for my husband, and (of course at the end of my list) still make time for myself to relax and unwind.

I believe our bodies can only handle this constant level of stress for so long. Even though I wasn’t ever feeling anxious or panicky, I still always had things to do, always had things to think about. ALWAYS. I’m honestly really surprised I fell asleep at night so quickly with my mind on constant alert.

This state of mind was taking effect on not only my body, but also my relationship with my husband. I wasn’t prioritizing time with him, never “having time” because oh wait I need to go wash the floors right now and it can’t wait another minute!

Kind of totally completely ridiculous.

Since beginning this post (months ago), I had a beautiful, eye opening conversation with my dearest husband who encouraged me to slow down. like actually slow down. Take time in the day to not think about anything and just relax.

I can’t remember his words exactly, but something he said clicked and I have been taking daily steps to help alleviate that fight or flight sensation I had become addicted to.

I know many others struggle with his addiction, especially women. It’s not healthy or profitable. Yes, your floors will be clean- but how about your relationship with your family? with yourself?

There is beauty and dignity in taking life slowly. not trying to rush to the next step because before you know it you’ve missed all of the small beautiful moments, and will never get them back. 

A few ways I am trying to slow down:

  • Devoting more time towards my interests and passions.
  • Having a certain time when I turn my phone off.
  • Whenever James or someone else asks me to do something, let go of my predetermined plan and enjoy the company.

Although small, they have made a significant change in my mood. I don’t feel as stressed or on edge. I don’t feel guilty for relaxing or not knocking out a ton of things in a day. I am starting to incorporate a more peaceful lifestyle and it has been SO nice.

Slow Living– It is an art form, so it does take practice. But you will be happier and a better person because of it.


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