When we move too fast we miss out on the magnificence of life that exists at a slower tempo. The divinity of clean, fresh sheets. The miracle of a hot shower. The holiness of snuggling your lover/child/pet. The perfection of a warm mug between your hands on a cold morning. The profound beauty of the colors in the produce section at the grocery store.
The purest essence of life operates at the pace of a growing flower. When, internally, you match that pace, you see blessedness in everything, and the grace in you.