As I’m sitting at my kitchen table writing this column, I look out the back deck door and notice the neighbor’s horses moseying through the pasture eating their grass breakfast and having a “chat” with other horses at the fence line. I see birds flying against the backdrop of an almost-lilac colored sky. When my dog, Rudi, and I were playing outside earlier, I heard the greeting-the-day songs of meadowlarks, blackbirds, pheasants, and my favorite, the mourning dove. I am intentionally slowing my world as a tool to deal with my anxiety.
Slowing the world: Basic tools to lessen day-to-day anxiety
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