When everyone is telling me to give a fuck about everything, I walk. When I return, almost every time, a sense of what I could carry in my head and in my heart comes to me.
It is in those moments when I understand that, perhaps, for most of us, what appears to be another person’s apathy is a long and conscious awakening on the limits of one’s compassion.
Leaf of change
Start small Start slow
Employees grow their own food Slowly transitioning diet from non organic to organic
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How do you design slowness?
- fade in and out slowly