If you want to heal the world, slow down. I call it living in the “Pace of Grace.”
In the frenetic daily rushing, you outrun your own spirit. Our poor heartbeats cannot catch up to the pace of a thirsty mind lost in survival. The world is spinning even faster, and technology has moved us into overwhelming fear. The fear of not being enough, not having enough, and not being able to catch a breath.
Our infrastructures are breaking apart, busyness is a cultural disease, and we believe the voice that says, “you don’t have time to rest”. If you lose your health, you will find more than enough time.
Everything in our life is a matter of care and priority. We choose what to find time for. Closing your eyes and going inside with a long exhale breath will release tension, even for a few seconds.
Can you imagine living a life of sustained ease and being able to rest that chattering, abusive mind? It takes a commitment to the practice of asking yourself, “What nourishes me?” To be willing to drop the armor of our learned habits of distraction and create a sacred ceremony birthing your new life. Not physically, if your mind still struggles to rest. Your nerves are still frayed. Your spirit is still weary with worry.
It’s honoring renewal, letting go of the guilt and shame of how vital rest is for gathering your soul. Make these things your lifestyle: retreat, respite, solitude, and contemplation. Let your mind fall in love with the ease of the breath as you delink from all the adrenaline tasks of striving, doing, and getting.
Our constant task master creates an existence that is harming our health. Embrace doing less as a human right; exhaustion is not a joyous way to live your miraculous life. We are human beings, and nourishing the soul sustains all life.
The world is suffering from the breakdown of our physical bodies, and millions struggle to rest. Let us gather the integrity of a new foundation, and maybe our best life will be restful. Feel the sweet pace of our gentle kinder voice, which says, “I am enough. I do more than enough as my light, love, and existence are valuable.” I rest in this truth and feel the beauty of an open nourished heart.
If we want to heal the world, stay still, and listen to the birds this Spring. Notice the buds, the small plant growth pushing through the earth, the longer daylight, and the sweet scent of birth. March is the month of Spring and a time to celebrate all life. Please honor your sweet soul.
with love and light,
Laura Jane
