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Slow Down, You Move Too Fast

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It was 8:00 a.m., the time I am usually in the car leaving the ranch to drive Zoey to school. It takes about an hour now to get her to school on time. But this morning Stephen took her to school. Zane started to get fussy so I put him in the Ergo carrier and decided to go for a walk to get him to sleep. It was cloudy but not raining. I walked out of the house and pulled the door shut behind me. I checked the handle and realized the door was locked. Locked out of the house. No phone to call Stephen. Stephen was going to the gym after dropping Zoey off at school. I calculated I had maybe 2 hours before he returned home. I walked to the lake and sat down on the damp, wooden bench on the dock. I smiled inwardly and realized I had been telling myself I needed to start meditating again and here was my perfect moment to stop and breathe and slow down. And if locking myself out of the house wasn’t enough of a reminder–I had one more pay attention moment this afternoon. I had left the house to pick Zoey up from school, speeding along to make sure I got to her school on time when suddenly the sun broke through the clouds and rain and a full rainbow appeared in the sky over passing vineyards. I never cease to be awed by rainbows. They always put a goofy grin on my face. I couldn’t help but slow down and steal glances at it as I drove until it finally disappeared. Some days the signs are so blatant you just really have to pay attention.

Author: Jessica Adriance Cowan

I'm a wife, mama of a daughter and son, a lover of writing, and budding herbalist.

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