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Slow Down…?

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Reader, with droopy eyes and a tired body I write this. I am perched on a chair upstairs from my room trying to get this out because I have no other tools, other than my work computer and the communal computer at my house, to post blogs because da ta da (!!!) I lost my Blackberry on Sunday. The range of emotions cannot truly be expressed in this post and due to my state of tiredom let me just summarize those feelings by saying that they were mixed feelings(happy, sad, free invaded). I of course know that it could be worse and I have put it in perspective, but I cannot deny those feelings and I will not — it sucks. 🙂 I posted a note in the lost and found section on Craigslist and a few ads down from my own I saw that someone lost their purse, which had their keys,phone, wallet and other things inside of it. Again, Perspective.

Today, I went to Target to buy an alarm clock ( my phone was my alarm…and watch) and I left my book there that I am so engrossed in at the moment (Later went back and found it) and then afterward at the Ethiopian restaurant in my neighborhood, I left my scarf. If it weren’t for the cool air reminding that me that my neck needed some warmth, the scarf probably would have been missing, too. This whole fiasco is reminding of an India Arie song:

Slow Down
So far from where I started out
So far from where I wanna be
Listening for answers in the wind
But can’t find a rock to plant my feet
Looking for love in all the wrong places
Down on my knees and now I’m praying for patience
I know there’s gotta be a better way
In the back of my mind I hear my momma say 

Slow down, baby you’re going too fast
You got you hands in the air
With you feet on the gas
You’re ’bout to wreck your future
Running from your past
You need to slow down before
You go down baby

Thinking the faster that I go
The faster (that) I will reach my goal
The race is not given to the swift
But to the one who endureth
I thought that all my obstacles were behind me
Walking around like I’m made out of diamond
I tripped and fell and it remindedme
Move over and let my angels guideme

Slow down, baby you’re going too fast
You got you hands in the air
With you feet on the gas
You’re ’bout to wreck your future
Running from your past
You need to slow down before
You go down baby

Sometimes you gotta be still
Before you can get ahead
Be still
Ask the universe for help
Be real
You can’t do it all by yourself
Ah, no no
Sometimes, sometimes you gotta be still
It take some time to reach you and they
Be still
Take some time to clear your space
Be real
Chaos isn’t good for yo health
Ah, no no, ahhh
Cuz I’m breaking things and losing things
I lost my cell phone again the other day
Now, I don’t wanna live this way, no
In the back of my mind I hear my mama say

Slow down, baby you’re going too fast
You got you hands in the air
With you feet on the gas
You’re ’bout to wreck your future
Running from your past
You need to slow down before
You go down baby
(slow down baby)
Slow down (baby)
You’re going too fast
Slow down (baby)
Feet on the gas
Slow down (baby)
Run from your past
Slow down baby

 

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Author: ngalanjala

I Have Learned So much from God That I can no longer Call Myself A Christian, a Hindu, a Muslim, A Buddhist, a Jew. The Truth has shared so much of Itself With me That I can no longer call myself A man, a woman, an angel, Or even pure Soul. Love has Befriended Hafiz so completely It has turned to ash And freed Me Of every concept and image My mind has ever known. ~ Hafiz ~

One thought on “Slow Down…?

  1. With all of these lost items, what’s really on your mind?

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