I'm coming to realize that the reason I forget what I meant to do in the kitchen once I get there is more often caused by mindlessness than it is a symptom of aging. When I live mindfully (awake, aware, intentional), I slow down enough to experience things viscerally and moments that are really lived are also remembered.
Part of it is probably a preference for automatic living which is comfortably familiar. Another reason follows from the corruption of power. I have the power to control my environment--fine, good, but to use that power responsibly doesn't include distracting myself into a numb stupor. Certainly, one of the seductions of modern life are the unending opportunities for diversion, but the deeper reality is my boundless hunger for life and meaning.
Just another reminder of the ongoing invitation to "Wake up and Slow Down."
Part of it is probably a preference for automatic living which is comfortably familiar. Another reason follows from the corruption of power. I have the power to control my environment--fine, good, but to use that power responsibly doesn't include distracting myself into a numb stupor. Certainly, one of the seductions of modern life are the unending opportunities for diversion, but the deeper reality is my boundless hunger for life and meaning.
Just another reminder of the ongoing invitation to "Wake up and Slow Down."
