“How did it get so late so soon?” – Dr. Seuss.

Remember being a kid and running the perimeter of a pool until a whirlpool formed? The weight of forward motion would carry your little body in circles until you decided to stand against it. Legs braced, chest forward, laughing as the pull of momentum dragged around you.

Can we do that with time? Can we stand up, pause, and just watch it rush around us for a moment before it sweeps us back in?

Let’s do it all again.


Let’s feel the awe of riding a bike without training wheels.

Let’s feel the fear of the helmet buckle being done up under our chins.

Let’s feel alive. Let’s care about whether the cereal is the fun one or what socks we want that day.

Let’s see rain as the opportunity to lay on the carpet and play instead of going back to sleep.

Let’s wake up before our alarm clocks because there is so much stuff to do and we are so excited to do all of it.

Let’s get lost in our favourite TV shows instead of using them as white noise in the background.


Let’s take deep breaths before phone calls to tell someone that they matter to us.

Let’s go on dates that make our palms sweat.

Let’s look into their eyes with the innocence of wondering if anyone this beautiful has ever existed before.

Let’s kiss foreheads and trace lips with thumbs and feel the vulnerability of wrong moves with the right person.

Let’s lay under covers and whisper I love you for the first time again.

Let’s keep letters and movie tickets and flower petals and write their name in swirls on old notepads.

Let’s link fingers on park benches and talk with the urgency of trying to understand another soul.


Let’s wake people up to see the moon because it takes our breath away.

Let’s kneel down to look at the reflection of a tree in a puddle.

Let’s light candles and watch the flame lick the air and stick mini marshmallows on toothpicks just because we can.

Let’s leave time to sit cross-legged and watch the sunlight melt across the breakfast table.

Let’s jump in the ocean even if we forgot to bring any towels.


Let’s slow it down. Let’s stop being carried by moments and start creating them.

Let’s seek the mind-blowing in the ordinary. Let’s find the passion in the mundane.

“Look at everything always as though you were seeing it either for the first or last time: Thus is your time on earth filled with glory.” – Betty Smith.


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