Speed bumps

There at these bumps in the road that come along. Speed bumps, that make you slow right down, pumping the brakes. While you are going over them, you wonder, when I'm back on the road will it be the same? What will be different? Am I wasting my time? And yet, once back on your way, you realize it was only just a little bump after all.

So much of what we do is so caught up in missed moments. We are so focused on the destination, what comes next, and all that surrounds the journey, that we miss the subtle beauty of right now. 

I figure speed bumps are just that, a reminder to slow down. A reminder to breathe easy. A sign that says "hey, right now is what is most important". 

So much is missed because of our unwavering focus on what's next. Those moments caught in embrace, the setting sun, the hints dropped by the shore or whispered in the dark...all missed because the noise in our head, or the thoughts of what next drown them all out. Now and then those chances are the missed ones that will never come back. Sometimes they are only just a warning, that tell us to be more mindful next time. Yet we will never know until we notice that they were ever there, or that we even missed them. And yet always, these things are the speed bumps we go over and continue on our way. It's always up to us whether we pay any attention or whether we simply carry on our way, cursing the bump for slowing us down.