Speed is crushing the walnut with a hammer. Then, you have to remove shell from the bits of usable meat. Better to have slowly cracked the shell, then coerced the shell apart and coaxed the meat out in whole chunks.
There's a mechanical device that makes walnut harvesting fast. The hammer is not that tool.
I often think I should move faster than I am. It's the equivalent of being out running and thinking - I should sprint - only to be completely burned out 50 yards ahead.
Speed is a thing of physics. If you didn't study physics in school, you'll make mistakes with the forces at play. Acceleration, force, mass. When you learn to consider the elements, you can reason better.
When working with people who operate differently than I am used to, I catch myself making mistakes. I say things I soon regret. I act before I empathize. Then, I forgive myself and move forward with more patience. I'm not patient by nature, but I catch myself being more patient. I'll say fewer things I regret and listen more than I talk. It works. It's not how I've been but it's where I'm going.
As I move forward, I want to show up 'on the page' as it were. This means in my writing. I want to be here, present and authentic. It's not easy. I'm not naturally thoughtful and sincere and feeling. I'm thinking and short and clever - which often doesn't work out.