Slowing, in the sense that I don’t need or even like to rush through things anymore. I take my time and enjoy the moment, savoring whatever delight that time holds for me.
Speeding up in how quickly I move to the next thing as soon as the deliciousness of that time has passed. I no longer feel the need to stay and try to work something out, I can feel if it is right for me to continue or if it is time to move on.
I believe that it is the life force that is moving through me at those moments, propelling me forward at greater and greater speed.
I have lived, loved and traveled more than I could ever have imagined and now I find my desire is like the cycle of life itself, forever changing.
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