Tag: slow living
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For six months, I’ve been listening to the birds sing every morning. Sitting in the backyard, reading a book, I often see birds perched on nearby plants, probably curious about my presence. We would size each other up, trying not to move as if we could make time pause as we meet eye to eye—then…
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When asked about what’s next, I begin to imagine things like leveling up (in finances and time flexibility) and accomplishing a Herculean task. But why do we always want to become something more? When do we stop wanting to have more? Would we ever stop? It feels like to be happy in our short lives,…
