A Well-Timed Pause

In autumn, I pause to watch the leaves crisp and fall. In spring, I pause to watch blossoms soften and open. These moments are like watching the tide turn, waiting to see what’s revealed on the shore.

Have you paused this season? And what have you found in those unfilled moments? The birds’ cacophony, a rainbow’s foreshadow, the buzz of pollination, the subtle upwelling of a new idea… It’s in our gestures of slowing down, breathing deeply, and paying attention that we hold our experience in the palms of our hands with reverence and remembrance of what’s good now.

The mind accelerates swiftly, attuned to all there is to make and do, and the beat of hustle we so often feel must be kept. The body meanwhile knows the truth, which is this: The steadiest beat is the one we keep ourselves.