On the importance of 'pace'.

I've just come in from finishing a great cigar from a local shop and enjoying a cool breeze thinking about the pace of life. There are times when it's very important to get everything done. Other times the pace needs to be slower. I've lived my life at a very fast pace. Education and jobs are always time-intensive. If you don't keep up the pace you won't succeed. But then you need to step back and slow the pace down to a more human speed.
By human speed I mean stopping to consider the whole cycle of life and your place in it. Move too fast and you won't see the things around you.
In back of our camp site here in Pennekamp park is a tidal mangrove swamp with a thicket of intertwining roots resting in brackish brown water. At first glance not very appealing. Slow down and you start to see the squirrel slowly picking his way through the roots making a living by eating whatever it finds. The geckos are constantly darting from one place to another bobbing frenetically and displaying their neck flaps. They have a flap of skin with brilliant maroon skin rimmed in bright yellow. Mating and territory set the pace for them.
Today our pace is slow. Tomorrow the need to explore and enjoy will make the pace faster.