Finding slow time

Accepting reality, being present and watching the setting sun

Photo by Dennis Ottink on Unsplash

I picked up one book and put it down.

I picked up another book, and put it down. I grabbed my journal, walked around my house, and then decided that I didn’t feel like writing. I stood on my porch and watched the breeze in the pecan tree. My dogs, Bear and Isla, ran up to greet me. I kneeled down to snuggle them. My hea…