The Slow Down is measured not with waning quickness or lackluster tempo but with quiet observation even snatched between those desperately hasty movings where one believes there is meaning in their work... but yet, our "work" pulls from us our souls and the very joy of living... so how is it, that in the midst of turmoil one finds a solid piece of laughter that cannot be lifted away... or a way to see through the mist of the human inferno?
The Slow Down comes upon us with soft breath, deep breath, acute listening, savoring each flavorful aware moment... do not discuss; do not decide; do not initiate; do not do.
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