Pia de Tolomei (1868-1880), by Dante Gabriel Rossetti. Public domain image courtesy of Wikimedia.
Pia de Tolomei (1868-1880), by Dante Gabriel Rossetti. Public domain image courtesy of Wikimedia.

“I still think the revolution is to make the world safe for poetry, meandering, for the frail and vulnerable, the rare and obscure the impractical and local and small, and I feel that we’ve lost if we don’t practice and celebrate them now, instead of waiting for some ’60s never-neverland of after-the-revolution. And we’ve lost the revolution if we relinquish our full possibilities and powers.”

~ Rebecca Solnit in an interview with Benjamin Cohen in Believer Magazine

In “Slowness as an Act of Resistance – Finding Time” article, featured in Orion Magazine and re-featured in DailyGood, Solnit writes:

Solitude, 1890, by Frederick, Lord Leighton. Public domain image courtesy of Wikimedia.
Solitude, 1890, by Frederick, Lord Leighton. Public domain image courtesy of Wikimedia.

“THE FOUR HORSEMEN OF MY APOCALYPSE are called Efficiency, Convenience, Profitability, and Security, and in their names, crimes against poetry, pleasure, sociability, and the very largeness of the world are daily, hourly, constantly carried out.”

“These marauding horsemen are deployed by technophiles, advertisers, and profiteers to assault the nameless pleasures and meanings that knit together our lives and expand our horizons.”

“The conundrum is that the language to describe the ineffable splendors and possibilities of our lives takes time to master, takes a certain unhurried engagement with the tasks of description, assessment, critique, and conversation; that to speak this slow language you must slow down, and to slow down you must have some inkling of what you will gain by doing so.”

Slow down. Take a breath (or several). Be well.

How else do you cultivate slow, reclaim quality, restore meaning?

Big Love,

Jamie