After I had finished concurrently admonishing myself and making lame excuses I decided that I needed to reflect in a deeper and more meaningful manner. The first issue, I determined, was that my mind was on a speech and not on my driving. This lack of focus coupled with increased speed was dangerous to myself and others. I was not a good example to my own children, both recent drivers, or to others. These were important realisations. However, I also reflected that I was so caught up on my busy schedule and my speech that I hadn't even noticed my increased speed. There was a life lesson here in this experience.
I was always rushing and running, twisting and turning, hurrying here and there. My mind was always in overdrive and I was overcommitted. It seemed I went from one event to another with little breathing space in between. It was definitely time to s-l-o-w d-o-w-n.
The next morning as I drove to work and turned left into the street where the police had been I reminded myself to slow down. I continued this reminder each day as I turned the corner. I kindly and gently reminded myself that there was no real urgency. If I got to work a minute or two later than normal, it really didn't matter. I repeatedly told myself that I was calm and relaxed and that I needed to slow down. It was a perfect reminder before the frantic busyness of a work day.
As time passed, I affectionately named the street, "Slow Down St." Now, even before I turn, I remind myself to slow down, to be calm and relaxed and to get ready for a wonderful day. It's a small gesture to honour me and my day and a reminder to enjoy the driving time, and live in the moment.
Where is your Slow Down Street?
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