We live in a world of speed. Every minute should be productive, every day effective, every year successful.
It seems to us that if we don’t run, we are lagging behind. But from whom? And where, in fact, are we in such a hurry?

Life turns into an endless marathon: “a little more and I will rest”, “a little more and I will be happy”. And “a little” drags on for years.
We postpone peace, silence, our own desires, because it seems that now is not the time.

But time will never come by itself. It must be created.
Sometimes it is enough to just sit by the window with a cup of tea 🍵, turn off the phone and let your thoughts dissolve. Without plans, without goals, without “what next”.

At this moment, silence comes - real, honest, silence inside. And it is she who reminds us:
Life is not to be made up for. It is to be experienced.

Slowing down doesn't mean falling behind. It means coming back to yourself 🌙.