I have to say this week has killed me, my legs hurt my back hurts and I have spent a few days cursing every step. Yet I have come to learn something. Taking longer to get anywhere has in fact given me more time.....
Leaving the house and jumping into the car and driving to where I want to go got me there but that is all that happened. I often left the house at the last possible minute and put myself under pressure. The time driving was short and my brain was busy but like my day overfull and over active.
Now I take time. I walk at a pace and think, I plan and I use the time well. Just because I have more of it.
I am seeing changes in the land which I never took the time to notice and I am actually saying hello to the people I pass. Something which is very hard to do when you are whizzing past at 40.
The really nice thing is that I am beginning to see people take an interest in me. Just this morning a guy asked me where was the car, and so I stopped and we chatted for a short time. I explained about what I was doing and the need to make my life more simple. Now the man looked at me as if I had just dropped out of a tree, but who knows maybe something will stick and nag away at his thoughts and he may make some changes for the good of the planet.
I have learned this week there is a lot of sense in taking time to smell the roses.