Finding My Pace
Stress is the byproduct of us not knowing our pace. And not trusting it.
Stress happens when I forget that I don’t need to rush. And when I focus on the outcomes of my efforts instead of the process. It happens when I forget to prioritize my life. Without my why, I cannot know what is progress and what is distraction.
Last week I found myself impatient for results. I began wondering whether all my efforts were producing anything. Rather than focus my energy on action and all that is, I found my focus turned towards what wasn’t: wasn’t there, wasn’t happening, wasn’t feeling. I forgot to see the beauty of my journey.
When I overwhelm myself, I find I spend all my time and energy fighting fires, playing defense. With pace, I switch modes to a powerful offense. My energy flows freely, I accomplish with ease, and there is more than enough time. I feel abundant.
When I feel rushed, I’m not embracing the current stage of life that I am in. The gifts in my life can feel like burdens or obstacles. This is the exact opposite of how I want to live. It shows a lack of appreciation for where I am right now.
But I know lack will never bring more - so, I chose to release it. I have spent time reconnecting to myself, my family, and nature. I actively planned to do something joyful each day. I meditated.
As I feel more connected again this week, I am staying very aware that this state of mind is a choice. I am grateful that I chose to put in the work. I took the advice I often give my children, “just do you”. I do my best, not worrying what will happen, but trusting that all will unfold as it should. I allow where others are and what they have accomplished to inspire me, rather than deflate me. All that I hope and dream for is mine, with a little patience.
This has been a wake-up call. When I hear myself say that I “don’t have time” to invest in myself, I am reminded that what I “don’t have time for” is stressed, overwhelmed and uninspired.
Life is a long-game. I’m happy to have found my pace once again.
