A time for slowing..

take time to smell the roses....

This week has absolutely flown by, I cannot believe tomorrow is already Friday.  I am sure that some of it has to do with the break neck speed at work.  I hardly feel like I have been home and I am so excited for some non-work time this weekend.  One more long day to get through, then... time to recenter my life.

I have been really been wondering a lot this week if I am working to live or living to work.  It's been one of those all consuming weeks.  So much seems to happen and it all seems to happen at the same exact same time, all of it has to be finished yesterday.  I know I am not the only person that has these time conflicts.  I can't be the only one that wonders about this path we are on.

With everything so fast and crazy, I wonder about this path we seem to be on, not just me, but everyone.  My sister shared a post on Facebook today that seriously made me go hmmmmm... I don't care who said it, frankly it's been credited to several folks, and in typical internet fashion who knows... but the words are true!

"The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider Freeways, but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.

We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.

We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.

We've learned how to make a living, but not a life. We've added years to life not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We've done larger things, but not better things.

We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We've conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We've learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.

These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete.

Remember to spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever.

Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side.

Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn't cost a cent.

Remember, to say, 'I love you' to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you.

Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again.

Give time to love, give time to speak! And give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.

And always remember, life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by those moments that take our breath away."

I think I need to re-evaluate, to do a gut check, and be sure that I am living the dash in my life.  And not dashing through my life.  It's definitely time to slow down and think about it all.... Are you living the dash or are you dashing through life? 

By the way thank you Dr. Bob Moorehead or George Carlin or anyone else that has received credit for writing that snippet, and thank you Margie for posting it.  It was perfectly timed for me, how about you?