Slowing down - why do I forget to do this?

Over the weekend, we spent some time with my brother-in-law and his family at their lake house in Kingsland, Texas.  It looked like this...

and this...

Jealous?  You should be.  A boat.  Sunshine.  Quiet.  Birds.  Water lapping against the shore.  Quiet.  A back porch overlooking the little cove on which their house sits.  Quiet.

Quiet.

Slowing down.  Resting a little bit.  Some time to think.

Why don't I remember to do this more?  Do you?

My soul expands rather than shrinks.  My heart beats more slowly and opens up to God and my wife and others.  I seem to hear and think more clearly.  Problems seem smaller.  And, amazingly, the world goes on without me.

And it's good to remind myself of this every so often.

But that's just me thinking thoughts...