Hurry Up, Then Slow Down
Maybe all the rush and running leads to something beautiful—and I can stay, for a minute—thankful for everything that brought me here in the first place.
Maybe all the rush and running leads to something beautiful—and I can stay, for a minute—thankful for everything that brought me here in the first place.
There is a rhythm, a natural order to things. There is a sense of peace that we find when we let the universe speak the answers to us, when we let go.
There’s nothing wrong with being a dream-chaser, with hustling your butt off for the things, people, and passions you have. But you can’t forget to slow down sometimes, too.