Pace

As I lay on a swag beside the Daly River, I watched the milky way cross the sky, I was taken by how it was moving across but also diagonal down as the night progressed. My frame of view was slowly but ever changing. I had created imaginary stories – connecting stars to produce characters that featured in my personal folklore. As the sky continued to shift, I had to re find these characters and connections as they slowly moved through my frame of the sky.

Pace is something very personal. On an individual human level we move, process, produce at different paces. The way we nurture ourselves and the nature we are within at various times manipulates our pace sub/consciously.

When we look at pace through a collaborative lens the dictator of the pace is often a deadline, either agreed to or abstractly decided upon and enforced through policy or systematic structures.