The zen of sawing

So, I try to avoid sawing whenever possible.  I grab my metal shears.  I know I can't cut out intricate shapes with these, so I am determined to practice.  But I rush through the process and I break blade after blade.  Well, today I decided that I needed to change my attitude.  I need to get into the process.  I need to breathe - to look where I want the saw to go, to slow down.  Maybe sawing is a metaphor for life?