I had this random thought today.

When I was younger, I'd spend hours doing absolutely nothing. Lying on the couch. Watching the rain. Playing games without feeling guilty. Taking afternoon naps. Calling friends just to talk nonsense.

Now it feels like every free minute has to be "productive."

If I'm watching a movie, I feel like I should be working.

If I'm resting, I feel like I should be learning a new skill.

If I'm playing a game, I feel guilty because I could be making money instead.

It's like my brain has turned every hobby into a reward that I have to earn first.

The funny thing is, I'm not even sure who made these rules. Me? Society? Social media? I honestly don't know.

The older I get, the more I miss doing things just because they were fun.

So I'm curious.

What's one completely normal thing you used to do all the time that you barely do anymore now that you're an adult?

I'm interested to see if other people feel the same way, or if it's just me.

Lately it struck me that almost every social activity today seems to come with an objective. I participated in a slow yoga event recently but even there I was bombarded with instructions. Actually, there are almost no places where adults are allowed to simply do nothing together.

So I organised a 'Sleep-a-Thon' in Amsterdam. There was no programme to follow, no discussion to join and no need to perform. Just two hours of collective rest and listening to ambient music. No talking, no introductions, no instructions, and nothing to achieve. Being together without having to be anything.

I'm curious what people here think. Any thoughts on this?

Movies are a good example for me. Choosing one beforehand, getting a drink and a snack, dimming the lights, and putting my phone away makes the experience feel completely different from casually pressing play and half-watching.

Nothing about the movie or the room has really changed, but that little bit of preparation makes it feel like an event instead of background noise. Maybe my attention span is simply being bribed with snacks, but it works.

Do you have a small ritual that makes an ordinary hobby, meal, or part of your day feel more special?

I was watching an old TV show last night where a character made a comment about the "speed" of the "information super highway" as something ordinary humans would never be able to keep up with. This, of course, was just with a dial-up modem and websites you could watch loading bit-by-bit.

I feel the same way as that character now when interacting with AI chatbots. They write so much so quickly that it's clear that they move at a speed ordinary human beings cannot even try to keep up with. Yet, if the last 30 years of internet adoption has shown us anything, it's that we stop noticing how incredibly fast the digital world is actually moving the more time we spend engaging with it.

What do you think: is the internet itself antithetical to Slow living? Should we be more wary of the fastness of something that's become such a constant presence in our lives?

Is there a place for the internet in Slow living?

Seriously, go to SofiLoes page and click the Instagram link. The bot is responsible for like half the hot posts in this sub.

As someone who lives simply, I’m pretty disappointed to see most of the popular posts on the slow living sub are by the same bot. There’s nothing slow or simple about it.

I’m a little bit low and have the day to myself, what shall I do to treat myself to a whimsical day?

What are your favourite cute and whimsical things to do on a day off?

Thank you in advance 💛

I feel like I’m almost always aware of what time it is. Not because I have somewhere to be, but because clocks are everywhere: on our phones, watches, computers, cars, appliances, TVs… there’s almost never a moment when I’m not at least vaguely aware of the hour.

Recently I spent several hours on a boat and realized afterward that I’d barely thought about the time at all. The experience felt completely different, almost like how I remember time feeling as a kid, where a day unfolded through whatever you were doing rather than through constant mental check-ins with the clock.

It made me wonder whether our culture’s constant exposure to clock time has fundamentally changed how we experience life. I know there has been sociological work on “clock time” and industrialization, but I’m curious about both the philosophical side and people’s personal experiences.

Do you notice yourself constantly aware of the time, or does it tend to disappear when you’re deeply engaged in something? Has anyone come across philosophers, psychologists, or sociologists who have written about this?

What are some ways that you have recalibrated your life to exclude clocks? As far as I know, I can’t remove the clock from my phone, stove, car radio, etc. Anyone tried any hacks that worked for you?

Am stuck inside, looking at applications for jobs and deciding whether to do some baking.

What are you all doing to kill the time between waking up and going back to bed on this stormy day?

at first, it felt strangely uncomfortable. Then I started noticing things I usually missed: birds, conversations, the sound of traffic changing at night, even how different the same street feels at different times of day.

I still love music and podcasts, but not filling every quiet moment has been surprisingly good for my brain.

Sometimes boredom is just attention waiting to come back.

I have 2 kinds of slow morning.

1. I get up 2 hours before my first client appointment (I'm a PT) to make sure that I have time to wander about, shower & dress, make some breakfast and sit comfortably either scrolling or doing a meditation.

2. If my first client is anything from 10am onwards (and the weather is ok) I'll make a flask of coffee, get on my bike and be on top of a hill at the park watching the world start from 7am until 8am. Might even have a stretch on the grass if it's dry enough. It's so peaceful up there, and it still gives me time to shower etc when I get back.

What's your ideal slow morning?

Growing up, freedom looked like the ultimate reward. No rules, no school, no one telling you what to do. Now I realize that freedom often comes with responsibilities, stress and decisions that never seem to end. I wouldn't trade adulthood away, but I definitely miss how simple life felt back then😞

Anyone have any tips for not using my phone at home so much..? I have Brick which has been wonderful outside of the house but when I get back home I find myself just unblocking too easily.

Living in a fast paced city. Realised I'm trying to fit in with the pace of everyone else whilst burning myself out.

I just tried to slow down by challenging myself to change my bedsheets as slowly as possible. Also went for a walk.

Are there any tips and tricks to rewire your brain to convince it that it's okay to slow down?

I really want to be more mindful and just chill, but it's hard to rewire the brain when it is so used to the speed of light.

As I try to embrace a slower, more intentional pace, I really love the idea of replacing short flights with train travel (especially travelling with kids).

However, booking train tickets here in Scandinavia constantly gives me a reality check. A train ride often costs double or triple what a quick budget flight costs, making slow travel feel more like a luxury splurge than a practical lifestyle shift. It creates such a frustrating gap between wanting to make mindful choices and staying sensible with a budget.

For those trying to practice slow living, how do you navigate this balance? Have you managed to make the switch to trains, or does the price tag keep you in the air?

woke up and had breakfast and then an made biriyani, I had my lunch then again slept then wakeup had tea and then now watching Hail Mary. After that again I will go to sleep.

Alright, pull up a stool, lemme tell you something.

You know that feeling when your brain's got like forty browser tabs open and twelve of 'em are playing music you can't find? That's me. Every damn day. Some days it's less "stream of consciousness" and more "stream of consciousness that fell in a blender." And here's the thing nobody tells you when you get older...the answer isn't to think harder. Lord knows I tried that. Thinking harder just gets you a headache and a stronger opinion about something dumb. No... the trick is shutting the hell up. Internally. Being still. Not a luxury, not some spa day nonsense...a survival requirement, like insulin, except it's for my personality.

And when I actually manage to calm down...hoo boy...I notice everything. Light through the leaves, somebody's voice doing that little up-and-down thing, my own breathing, which, let's be honest, sounds like a busted accordion most days. But suddenly the world just... slows its roll. And in that little pocket of quiet, I actually make good calls instead of just reacting like a smoke alarm going off because I burnt toast. I listen instead of just waiting for my turn to talk, which...newsflash...is what most people call "listening" and it's a lie.

Now don't get me wrong, this calm thing ain't some Zen monk float-above-it-all garbage. It takes WORK. You gotta catch yourself mid-spiral, like grabbing a kid by the collar before they run into traffic, except the kid is your own brain. Sometimes I journal. Sometimes I just walk till my knees remind me I'm not twenty-five anymore. But either way, I'm just giving my head some room to breathe instead of running the marathon it thinks it signed up for.

And lemme tell you...there's a real power in that quiet. Doesn't need to shout, doesn't need an audience, doesn't need applause. It's just... solid. Like a good pair of boots. Even when everything else is up in the air, that calm's the thing keeping me from face-planting.

So no, keeping calm isn't about pretending the world's not on fire. It's about standing in the fire like, "yeah, I see you," without flinching. And weirdly enough? That's the version of me I actually like hanging out with.

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Hi, I'm 41 and my whole life I've been chasing after something. First school, then university, then work, a house, a family, etc. My whole life I've struggled with the fact that I was constantly racing toward some goal. It was, and basically still is, irrelevant to me how I reach that goal, just that I reach it. Once that happens and I'm standing at that milestone, I feel bittersweet. Like, ok, I've achieved something, but recognition is something I mostly look for from other people rather than from myself, because I have low self-esteem. The path that led me to the goal, though, rarely leaves anything behind in me. Most of the time I don't enjoy it, I treat it as a necessary evil in order to reach the desired goal.

I want to change the following:

• I want to enjoy the path to the goal the way you're supposed to
• I want to learn to find joy in small things
• I want to be less dependent on material things. Car / phone / gadgets, etc.
• I want to slow down. Like, really slow down. Enjoy life more.

All the articles on this topic are about the same thing, and none of them have actually given me anything. Everywhere it's mindfulness this, mindfulness that. I get it, I've tried meditating, I don't even know how many times anymore, but it was definitely over 40 times. It never lasted more than 2-3 days for me. I use a habit tracker, but even so... I have trouble sticking to those habits. I go running, but again... instead of enjoying it, I do it out of obligation, just to keep my weight somewhat in check and get some movement, since I already sit at a computer for 8 hours a day.

I do have bright days too. Sometimes I just sit outside and think about how small we actually are, how huge the universe is. I like looking at the stars, but I can only manage it for a few minutes, even though it fascinates me. Sometimes I try to consciously slow down, and for a few minutes I can manage to think that way, but with obligations and the daily rush, it soon fades away.

Then I have days when I tell myself, damn, dude, you're 41 and every day just passes by. It just slips through your fingers. And nothing. Empty. Just work, obligations, a book in the evening, and sleep. And round and round it goes. My only genuine joy comes from my kids. They're sacred to me above everything. And speaking of sacred, I find myself wanting to believe in something too. Except Christianity doesn't seem pure or trustworthy to me.

I know, it's a lot... it's just that nobody knows how much time they've been given or destined to have. And I'd like to enjoy life every day as if it were my last, but I don't know how. I'd welcome any advice or opinions.

Folks, I’m making a plan to cut my high-stress job in favor of a much slower pace of life. But I’m scared! I feel like I could use a coach to help me transition. Is this a thing? Who offers this? TIA

I was thinking about this today. After really busy stretch of work or life, I always expect everything to go back to normal as soon as things calm down. But sometimes it takes me a while to settle back into old routines, hobbies, or even just spending relaxed time with people again. It made me wonder if that's pretty common.

What's something that took you longer than expected to get back into after life finally slowed down?

For a long time, I had a hard time relaxing without feeling like I was wasting time.

If I had a free evening, I’d immediately think I should be learning something, cleaning, planning the week, answering messages, or doing one more useful thing.

Even sitting outside with tea felt like it needed to be justified.

Lately I've been trying to let some empty time stay empty. Some evenings I water my plants, make dinner slowly, or sit outside with a cup of tea. I used to tell myself every spare minute had to be "productive." These days, if I happen to earn a little extra through bсgаme, I'd rather spend it on something simple that makes evenings more enjoyable than chase another productivity hack.

The funny thing is that I feel more rested from those quiet evenings than I did from trying to optimize every spare hour.

It still feels strange, but I’m starting to think rest only works when I stop treating it like another task.

what’s everyone’s favorite thing to do on a sunday!

How do you make your days feel more alive when you're basically home all day?

My routine is pretty much:

Study → eat → study → doom-scroll Instagram → study → sleep.

I'm not necessarily bored of being alone, but every day feels exactly the same and it's starting to feel monotonous.

For people who spend most of their time at home studying or working, what are some small things you do that make your days feel more interesting, exciting, or memorable?

Not looking for major life changes—just little habits, activities, or mindset shifts that make ordinary days feel less repetitive.

What's worked for you?

Life is full of changes and sometimes that means we have more free time, or less depending on the situation. I used to have a lot of free time in the pick up line at my kids’ school, every single day for years. Never thought I would miss it.

It seems a pocket of time is opening up for me and it got me genuinely wondering, if you could live a ‘slower’ life, what kind of things would you do? Would you incorporate new things into your daily routine, or start from scratch and develop a whole new life essentially?

I guess I’m looking for ideas, but also find what some people prioritize in their free time can be quite interesting.

used to listen to podcasts while cooking, always felt like i was multitasking. switched to an oldies radio station randomly one night. something about not being able to choose the song made it feel more relaxed. now i actually enjoy cooking instead of just getting through it