In 1637 my ancestors emigrated from England. The average crossing was about 7 weeks. On Oct 22, 2015, I flew for 18 hours to get to India. When I landed, I felt like I still hadn't completely arrived. I play a game called Ingress and sometimes when you move too quickly your actions will fail. We call it being "speedlocked". I think this whole travelling half-way around the world in less than a day is a type of speedlock. My cells were still catching up to each other.
I am the opposite of a Luddite. If I had unlimited funds, I would have unlimited gadgets. And yet ... I think sometimes the modern life is speedlocked. There are so many distractions and shiny things, it is easy to spend our time going from one activity to another without pausing to be sure this activity is worthy of our time and attention. My days can easily be filled with likes and clicks and chats and texts without my life being more fulfilled or enriched by these activities.
I don't yearn for the days of still births and 7 week voyages. I do think that we as a nation need to slow down. And find ways to build our communities and support one another. And since it is much easier to want to change the world than to work to myself, I am starting with me. I have begun a practice of spending my mornings engaged in meaningful (to me) activities. Writing, reading, exercise, family activities. No phone games, facebook, email, or long chats. So far, I feel happier, more productive, and less anxious. I invite you to do your version of this and see what you discover.