There’s this concept of slow that I came to Italy to explore. Literally, I came for an event put on by the Slow Food organization/movement, but I quickly came to learn that the concept expands far beyond food.

Slow is a way of crafting and creating. A form of presence. A method of communication. An observance of how one thing impacts another. Slow is a verb, adjective, and a lifestyle.

Slow food is the wheel of cheese that has been lovingly cured for 15 years or the wine waiting in a barrel, not out of neglect, but with patience and passion. It's knowing the farmer who crafted it and understanding the products' important to the family.

Slow tourism is arriving to a new place and sitting in a park or corner café to watch the ways life moves around.

In all of these versions of slow, there’s a deeper level of connection. It’s an intimacy with our food, people, languages, places, and the process of living.

You may already be practicing this in some elements of your life. Can you recognize where you already let the process be just as important as the outcome? Where could you slow down a bit more?
 
Slowly sipping my 4th espresso of the day,
Gina

PS- Have you heard of Slow Food before? I’d love to hear about it.
PPS - I'll be back to Baja in early October, then indulging in Nourish Retreat November 4-9. See you for some slow travel?