Get this: A pigeon cannot focus and walk at the same time. The bird can’t see when it moves, so it has to come to a complete stop in order to refocus.
I am a pigeon. I cannot focus if I’m racing through life. I need to slow down, to stop, in order to refocus and really see.
To live fully in the now, I need to build a pattern of stops into my daily walk.
I need to live in the slow lane, if I want to live in the now. I want to walk like a pigeon.
I want to not only see the flowers, but linger long enough to smell them. I want to do more than witness the flags flapping on this Memorial Day; I want to stop long enough to intentionally hear them speak in wind.
I want to be right here, right now, to live in this moment, and to see God — Who is not only omnipresent, but Who is the ever-present I AM. I must slow, so I can focus.
“Time is a relentless river. It rages on, a respecter of no one. And this, this is the only way to slow time: When I fully enter time’s swift current, enter into the current moment with the weight of all my attention, I slow the torrent with the weight of me all here. I can slow the torrent by being all here.”
— Ann Voskamp, in “One Thousand Gifts”
(Because life is sometimes a blur… Photos from our Memorial Day weekend, 2011. We have been taking things intentionally slow this weekend. That is, when we’re not on the go-cart. ~smile~)
Submitted as part of Michelle’s Hear it on Sunday series. On Sunday, our pastor spoke of the pigeon’s walk. It ruffled my feathers — in a good way. 🙂