Following on from my last post about stories, this week I’m sharing some thoughts about speed.

I understand the need for some to get back their sense of normality, as quickly as possible.

After all, it was cruelly taken from them without their permission back in March.

I’ve felt some loss to.

I also understand the desire from others to hold onto aspects of the last 14 weeks.

That desire burns strong within me as well.

This post was in part, inspired by an evening with Kirsty Mac and Jim McNeish. Virtual of course!

The other inspiration comes from my own internal grapple with what I’m calling the 3 W’s.


  • now
  • next
  • the fuck

I have a moment with each of these, daily.


Sadly in today’s society, speed has become synonymous with pace.

I’m not knocking it.

I too, have received something via Amazon Prime the same day as ordering it!

However, there’s consequence to our innate desire for speed.

It wasn’t always this way.

Speed comes from;

Old English spēd (noun), spēdan (verb), from the Germanic base of Old English spōwan ‘prosper, succeed’, a sense reflected in early usage.

I like to find meaning in the language we use and explore it’s origin.

What if, instead of looking to re-establish normality with speed, we consider what it may take to prosper.

Not just to prosper in the short term, as many have done in the past 14 weeks (with varying degrees of success).

But consider how to prosper in the longer term.

I know, sadly, that those craving what was taken will likely ignore my suggestion at this time.

may god speed you

For others, like myself, may you choose to go through the gears slowly and more meaningfully.

Lessons from my experience

When people ask me, what have I done during this time my answer is simple;

  • Reading
  • Writing
  • Running
  • Homeschooling

I can say honestly that I’ve experienced mixed success in all of these areas.

However, to sum them up, they’ve each provided me with more learning.

More learning than I could ever have imagined back at the start of this year.

The Ancient Greeks had two words for time;

Chronos referring to chronological or sequential time.

Kairos referring to a proper or opportune time for action.

Kairos, as Kirsty Mac so kindly shared with me in January of this year, has a qualitative permanent nature.

Whereas, Chronos is quantitive.

Amongst my musings and occasional struggles, I’m truly thankful for this short moment in time.

The opportunities to create something permanent are still unfolding.

Because of that, I shall continue to explore the what now and what next.

At the same time as politely turning down the volume to the what the fuck, vying for my attention each day.

On that note.

Stay safe, big love x

*Note to self is a collection of thoughts that I’m sharing during this time to help me make sense of now.*

You can find all my Notes to self here.

Commit one percent of your day (14.4 minutes) and see what happens…