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area of my aging experience continues to baffle me.
My life has always been dominated by a sense of urgency. I’ve never been one to
slow down and smell the petunias. It’s like I’m always in a race, often
uncertain where the finish line is located.
With this attitude, I recognize I’ve missed many moments of serenity and
peacefulness. On the other hand, I’ve accomplished a bunch of stuff, some of it
worthy and meaningful, but most of it of little significance to me or
others.
As I age, I notice far fewer reasons for me to be in the fast lane. In fact, I
think my behavior frustrates some of my friends, family and colleagues. They
want me to slow down. I get clues a few of them would appreciate if I just
parked.
By all indications, this is a time for me to reassess how I invest my remaining
time. Why not kick back, slowly enjoy all the wondrous things around me? After
all, I just read a book on mindfulness, although I rushed through the final,
repetitious chapters.
So, I’m baffled. Should I attempt to make a shift in my style of behavior, or
should I continue to play like my speed makes a difference?
Can you give me some advice?