Out of curiosity I purchased a coloring book for myself. When I saw Elizabeth's eyes widen by several degrees I went looking for some books that had intricate but simpler pictures and found one. One day while Adelaide was writing stories Elizabeth and I settled with a box of brand new crayons and the book I chose for her. PH finally had to rattle our cages, it was time go to and we had lost track of time. As we colored, we talked quietly, shared life anecdotes, shared colors.
People keep saying as their selling point that coloring is relaxing. It's hypnotic. It's quiet. It's slow. It can be done alone or with friends. There are now coloring clubs. So, for me, the revolution lies in taking back our brains and our fast beating hearts and saying "NO" to outside stimuli if even for an hour.
There is nothing like the smell of a box of brand new crayons (unless it's the smell of a new book) so treat yourself this Christmas and join the slow revolution!