The clinician and writer in me struggled to find the right words to document after a session I had today with a client as well as something I needed to write for my business. I thought the best course of action to get me out of my rut was to go for a walk. Alone with my thoughts I was aware of my surroundings. The pace of the day slowed. Shadows danced through trees. A dog stopped to greet me. And then my spiritual side realized I am not ever truly alone for I heard his voice say to me, “Life moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.” Ferris Bueller, the first mindfulness teacher our generation has ever known. I am refreshed now, but I also have a strong desire to drive a red sports car really fast.