If there is one thing I always find a little difficult in living in paradise… it is slowing down… The pace of life here is much different from that back home, where the cold winds blow and everyone scurries around seeking warmth. New England lives on a tight goal oriented schedule. Everyday has tasks to be accomplished and that puritanical workaholic attitude is pervasive. So moving south even for a short week is a real transition for me. Learning to live slowly is a challenge.
Today, for example, I am sitting at my computer, writing a new post, already dressed for the pool where I shall force myself to lounge in the sun. I’m nibbling on fresh bread toast with a little butter and drinking a cup of gourmet coffee as I gaze out the full length sliders at the fountain sparkling in the pond just beyond the backyard. In a little while my friends will be up and we shall go to the pool… then back to the condo for a simple lunch break, then back to the pool to sit and read, then back to the condo to get ready for dinner. It’s a challenge, this back and forth doing nothing but lounging and eating. And tonight we are going out to an Irish Pub to celebrate my new heritage.
It’s very difficult to live so slowly. We should all live like this. Don’t you agree?