In every race there are tortoises and there are hares. I’m clearly the one carrying the hard shell on their back, going for distance and not for speed in the blog world.
We know the cons of being the tortoise – there’s nothing flashy or exciting in being the slowpoke. We’re usually not the ones catching anyone’s eye with our swift and grandiose movements. No, we often go unnoticed as we creep along. To some we may be boring, moving at the safe and steady pace.
Now, the pros of being the tortoise are interesting. We take the time to listen to our surroundings, to watch our world evolve, and catch the moments that are hidden jewels, that might go unseen by the hares out there who need to dash to the front of the line. Our journey is longer, but there’s room for learning as well as the targeted accomplishment. And there’s no stops and starts, no screeching around the unexpected sharp turns, no speeding up to beat the light, no racing over the bridge before it raises itself for passing ships.
The hare, of course, is quick and energetic, spontaneous and unpredictable, and that is exciting. The hare is alluring and mysterious; we’re always curious, waiting to see what that crazy wabbit will do next.
Sometimes I want to speed up like the hare, want to make up for lost time, complete things I wanted to do by now. But every time I try to get ahead, I trip on something, I get lost or distracted, or I lose my inspiration and I just stand still.
Instead of trying to compete, I’ll be plotting my strategy, planning my next blurb of wisdom and discovery. So, you may not hear from me as soon as you might hope, but I’m still moving, looking for fun stuff to debate about, thinking about topics that will stir your thoughts up. And when you least expect it, I’ll show up.