Maybe The Problem Isn't Time

Hi Friend!

Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about time, and how little of it we feel we have anymore. Everything moves fast. Too fast. We’re expected to respond instantly, stay informed constantly, and carry the weight of the world without ever setting it down.

This edition is a gentle pause. A reminder that it’s okay to slow down. To breathe deeper. To disconnect on purpose, even if it’s just once a week. The world will keep spinning, but your nervous system deserves some peace along the way.

If 2026 becomes the year we choose quiet over constant noise, presence over pressure, and soul over speed, then maybe we’re doing it right.

Thanks for being here. I’m really glad you are.

Tim

Somewhere along the way, time stopped being something we moved through
and started being something we chased.

There never seems to be enough of it anymore. Not enough hours. Not enough margin. Not enough quiet. Not enough space…

Everyone is expected to do more. Be more available. More responsive. More “on.”

Texts answered immediately.
Emails returned at all hours.
News updated by the minute.
Opinions formed on the spot.

And the cost of all this speed?

We’re tired.
We’re tense.
We’re forgetting how to breathe.

Not the shallow, in between breaths we take while scrolling but the kind that actually reaches your ribs. The kind that tells your nervous system, you’re okay right now. And I don’t know about you, but I’m finding it harder and hard to find those breathes. That breathing.

It’s Resistance, and at this moment, I’m working really hard to RESIST!

The world doesn’t really encourage slowing down. At All…..
In fact, while I would say it quietly rewards the opposite, I feel as if it’s shooting off fireworks for the opposite.

Busy is praised.
Overloaded is normalized.
And unfortunately, burnout is worn like a badge of honor.

But slowing down, intentionally, isn’t quitting. It’s choosing not to be consumed. (even though lately it doesn’t feel as if we have that choice)

It’s saying:

Not forever.
Not dramatically.
Just gently, quietly…

What if, once a week, you did one thing disconnected?

No updates.
No notifications.
No urgency.

Just presence. Just quietness. Just softness for the world and people around you?

That doesn’t mean your soul needs to match it right now.

There is a lot happening—in this country, around the world, and inside our feeds.
The volume is high, the tension is real, the push is constant.

But constant exposure doesn’t equal awareness.
And being plugged in all the time doesn’t mean you care more. May actually mean the complete opposite, no?

Sometimes the most responsible thing you can do is step back long enough to steady yourself.

To breathe.
To feel your feet on the ground.
To remember who you are beneath the noise.

Maybe It’s About Doing Less… On Purpose…

Less rushing.
Less reacting.
Less living like everything is an emergency.

More quiet.
More intention.
More moments that feel like yours again.

This might be the year we give ourselves permission to slow down.
To protect our attention. To choose what actually feeds our souls. To remember just because someone else’s speed and anxiety is fast and high, doesn’t mean you need to match it. It’s okay to do you…

Even if it’s just once a week.

Especially if it’s just once a week.

When was the last time you truly slowed down, not because you had to, but because you chose to?

What would it look like to create one small pocket of quiet in your week?
Where could you leave the phone behind, breathe a little deeper, and give your attention back to yourself?

Write about what you notice when the noise fades.
How does your body feel?
What thoughts surface?
What might your soul be asking for right now?

Scary I know, but there’s no need to fix anything.
Just listen.

Right now, something powerful is moving across the United States in such a quiet way.

A group of about Buddhist monks, accompanied by their loyal companion Aloka the Peace Dog (though he just had surgery and will now be able to walk the rest of the way. However he is still traveling in the convoy with them), are on a 2,300-mile pilgrimage from Fort Worth, Texas to Washington, D.C. all on foot, to share a simple but profound message… Peace, compassion, and unity.

This isn’t a protest. It isn’t a rally.
It’s a deliberate walk, slow, steady, mindful… Reminding us that peace isn’t somewhere on the horizon… it begins right where we are.

As they travel state by state, towns and cities are pausing to greet them, listen to their message, and sometimes even walk a few miles alongside them. And wha I have loved, as their walk continues, they are greeted by MORE AND MORE AND MORE humans. Each being touched in their own way. And listen, if I’m being honest. When I pause and take in their posts, their videos, their messages. It seems to make my eyes leak Every… Single… Time…

We could all use a bit of that calmness, peace, and compassion, especially in times when everything feels rushed, loud, and urgent.

👉 Live Map (today’s location & stops):
https://walkforpeace.short.gy/live-map

👉 Overview Map (entire journey progress):
https://walkforpeace.short.gy/overview-map

These maps update regularly so you can see where the walkers are, where they’re headed next, and even plan a visit if you’re nearby. It’s probably a good thing I don’t live in the south east because I would be there at the start and finish of every day’s journey.

This journey isn’t just a headline, it’s a reminder of the power of deliberate pace:

In a world where we’re pulled in every direction, this simple walk invites us to pause, notice, and reflect.