Slow Down

I’m getting the message from the Universe I need to slow down. It’s a bit hard when I am used to squeezing whatever I can into a day. I forget often I’m in a body. My teaching schedule has just doubled and I am learning the fine art of prioritizing. I’m not very good at it so it’s been a good laugh. My students must think I am just an absent-minded professor-type, when I usually have six hundred things on my mind that I am juggling. And like an addiction, I always am seeking other places to teach and other ways–I just enjoy it so much. That isn’t a problem, it’s being sure I schedule enough “in” time as I “out.” As a sensitive and being more introverted, I can in my excitement, be way too “out” and no schedule enough alone downtime. My first clue this is happening is cranky nastiness and of course, too much speed. The Universe made this clear to me when I received my first speeding ticket. Recently, I picked up a writing book that caught my eye: Chapter by Chapter. Ironically, my higher self gave me the message of slowing down also. I flipped right to the page entitled “slow down”, and that speed is a symptom of fear. That may very well be possible. I just think it is a clear sign of impatience.