Press -The Joy of Slow

Stop speeding through life and enjoy the trip

Heal Your | August 2013

I told the driver how much I appreciated the words of wisdom in his taxi. “Thank you for noticing,” he said. We talked about the Manic Society and the need to slow down from time to time. He said, “Most people think this taxi is an ambulance. They act like everything is a life-or-death emergency. I should fix a siren on my roof.” My taxi driver told me he drives for ten hours a day in London and never logs more than 80 miles. “Everyone is in a hurry and the fastest we go is eight miles an hour. ItÕs bloody madness,” he said. As we said farewell, we wished each other “God Spede.”