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What happened when I stopped hurrying – and discovered the joy of slowing down?

18 Jul 2022 · 3 min read

Editor's Note

For your post lunch read, we bring you a piece which gives some top tips on how to slow down - an approach that seems almost impossible through the haze of urban life.

In our new series, Why I Quit, writers, activists and celebrities talk about something they have swept from their lives, for the better – or worse

I blame the White Rabbit: “Oh dear! Oh dear! I shall be too late!” Pocket watch in hand, glasses perched on nose, the furry figure’s anxiety reinforced the authority figures in my daily life – parents, teachers – whose control over my tender years convinced me that being late was a crime, a sin, a failing, a fault. The one sure way that a child could incur the wrath of adults. And it could have unpleasant consequences, too: a detention or an outing cancelled. So “hurry, hurry” has always been the mantra driving my way of life, making sure I didn’t miss the train, the curtain-up, the opening speech – life itself.

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