What is it that makes our minds wonder off in the distant future, so far ahead of where we need to be? What is it about retailers that make them forget to “simmer” a while and let each month just be what it is supposed to be. What is it about our mindset, that makes anyone think people want to start Christmas shopping in October?
I’m sure there are many answers to the questions, the love of money being the first. I often think though, that we live in a very fast paced society with very little focus on the here and now. We are being rushed to do everything, in every area of our lives, (except romance…that seems to be a never-ending slow walk.) If my health care provider doesn’t get my check on the first of the month, I receive a threatening letter warning me to mail the check. Never mind the fact that my check isn’t cleared in the bank until the first! If I don’t jump out of the car immediately as it pulls up at the airport drop off area and get all my bags on the sidewalk, security officers yell me at. (This makes my heart race, thinking about being arrested, and just because I do not move at the speed of light)! I have to be ready to do everything quickly or be at risk of being left behind!
Really, there’s not much to October, but I want to know it’s October, not December. I want to relish in the new “fall” feelings, watch for the leaves that will change color, and enjoy the beautiful colors of the evening sunsets. I want to smell the scented fall candles, see the pumpkin patch, and the bundles of hay. I want to complain about the heat while waiting for the cool temperatures, complain about the goory Halloween decorations, and think about the color “orange” not “red.” If I am lucky, I will not receive the early calls that will remind me of Thanksgiving.
Let’s take a “chill pill” and “slow our roll.” Let us take time to just think about the first day of a new month and breathe while doing so. Let’s stop compelling our minds to not think about the present, forcing ourselves to live with the anticipation of things to come.
Do we ever think about “stopping to smell the roses” anymore?