In our quest to capture and preserve the present moment, so that in the future, we can remember affectionally the past, do we miss out? Perhaps we need to relearn the art of simply noticing?
I always love reading these articles of yours, David. I also love the inclusion of old photographs - it's so lovely to have a visual reference for all of these things you talk about with such fondness! Sunday often feels like a bit of an unsettling day for me, so I'm currently trying to reclaim them. Maybe a bit of that slowness on a Sunday is what's needed!
I still have to get used to the fact that a lot more things stay open during Sunday. Sometimes, I go grocery shopping at the supermarket and it feels incredibly weird!
When I was a child, Sunday afternoons were mostly for either playing with my friends at home or going to the cinema or a museum with my parents in the city. In the evening, I would have prepared my backpack for school and my mother would have prepared dinner, while my father took our dog for a long walk. Thank you for letting me remember these lovely moments of my childhood :)
P.s. I have been to Switzerland several times in the last few years and Sunday is still done "the old way" there, even in big cities!
I remember those Sundays. When there were hardly any cars on the road except for the Sunday afternoon drive! I'm still shocked when I walk to church by the noise and volume of traffic around early when it used to be so much quieter. How easy it is now to be distracted from being present by the noise of life.
We go on a daily walk that helps to ground us in the present. It’s amazing how every day is different and every day has something to offer if we take the time to look.
I really enjoyed this David. I know what you mean about distractions and our phones and everything. I make it a point that whenever I go for a walk, I am not listening to any music or podcasts. I want to really be in the moment and notice the leaves and the trees and I can’t do that properly, if something is chattering away in my ear 🌼
Love this reflection piece, David. My word for the summer season was ‘present.’ It’s not usual for me to choose a seasonal word but it felt necessary because I felt rushed. I’m not sure I succeeded, though I did try. Noticing truly is an art!
I always love reading these articles of yours, David. I also love the inclusion of old photographs - it's so lovely to have a visual reference for all of these things you talk about with such fondness! Sunday often feels like a bit of an unsettling day for me, so I'm currently trying to reclaim them. Maybe a bit of that slowness on a Sunday is what's needed!
I think we need to reclaim slow Sundays ✨
I really enjoy reading your reflections and memories ✨ so lovely.
Thank you 🙏
I still have to get used to the fact that a lot more things stay open during Sunday. Sometimes, I go grocery shopping at the supermarket and it feels incredibly weird!
When I was a child, Sunday afternoons were mostly for either playing with my friends at home or going to the cinema or a museum with my parents in the city. In the evening, I would have prepared my backpack for school and my mother would have prepared dinner, while my father took our dog for a long walk. Thank you for letting me remember these lovely moments of my childhood :)
P.s. I have been to Switzerland several times in the last few years and Sunday is still done "the old way" there, even in big cities!
I like the sound of Switzerland!
I remember those Sundays. When there were hardly any cars on the road except for the Sunday afternoon drive! I'm still shocked when I walk to church by the noise and volume of traffic around early when it used to be so much quieter. How easy it is now to be distracted from being present by the noise of life.
So true, and yes, the queue to park for the great church of St Lidl stretches far on a Sunday morning!
We go on a daily walk that helps to ground us in the present. It’s amazing how every day is different and every day has something to offer if we take the time to look.
It really does, and walking daily, as @Clementine Barton and I do, it allows you to see the micro-changes in the seasons.
I really enjoyed this David. I know what you mean about distractions and our phones and everything. I make it a point that whenever I go for a walk, I am not listening to any music or podcasts. I want to really be in the moment and notice the leaves and the trees and I can’t do that properly, if something is chattering away in my ear 🌼
Thank you 🙏✨ I think we can so often make small, but powerful changes 🍂
It is great to look back on those memories and how they impact on growing up 💕
Love this reflection piece, David. My word for the summer season was ‘present.’ It’s not usual for me to choose a seasonal word but it felt necessary because I felt rushed. I’m not sure I succeeded, though I did try. Noticing truly is an art!
Thank you 🙏 There's definitely an art to it.
Thank you for the mention of Chasing Fog! 🌫️📖💫
Such a pleasure ☺️