mode

we are all travelers.  this world of our existence is figuratively but a roadway, with sidewalks along some parts, scenic overlooks, stuckey’s roadsides replete with a free box of white divinity candy with every fill-up, holiday inns and motel 6′s.  and plenty of fellow travelers.  seems there is a preponderance of folk always in their own purposeful hurry, riding your tailgate, many irritated that you are in front of them and note going with the level of purpose and importance that their lives likely require.   the mindfulness folk encourage a slow-down.  the meditative encourage a slow-down.  i wonder about those folk from time to time, if everyone was in slow-down would there be a need for mindfulness and meditation?  (nothing against the mindfulness folk but perhaps they would do well to let everyone figure out their mode of being on their own).  figuratively, it concerns me that i sometimes don’t let folk easily merge, or pass.  i am mindful that i do that sometimes.  i am a poor road-mate.