A very thoughtful post on being thankful for the lessons the Universe gives us an opportunity to learn.
“Slow down” are two words that I’ve felt right into my kneecaps this week. I felt a lot of hurt. And growth. And I’m so thankful and excited about that.
I heard the message “slow down” from three different people, in three different ways.
I’m celebrating the beginnings of being able to hear “slow down” not as a criticism or a demand – but as a gift of open-hearted compassion and empowered choice.
Hearing wisdom, waist high
Since she could walk and talk, my daughter has been teaching me to move calmly. When she was smaller and my legs were moving faster than hers around a shopping centre or getting to and from school, she’d say: “slow down, mum!”.
I remember feeling a mix of shame and frustration. Frustration because I wanted to get where we were going faster. And shame because I told myself I “should” be a kinder…
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