Before the moment of arrival it all seems good.
And, it is.
Just that sometimes changing pace from the rhythm and breathlessness of the journey, to a more suitable resting of our eyes on one object and lingering upon it, and then another, and giving that some time and attention, this can take an unexpected adjustment. Arriving means changing.
As a tea ceremony must take its slow time, yet doing that with full involvement and attention after dancing to rhythmic funky music – it’s seemingly hard.
I will dance at many different paces for different times and places.
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