An invitation to trust your own pace.
The world's pace is not your pace.
You are not behind.
The crowd is an illusion.
The destination is not a static place,
Or a finish line,
Or a number,
Or a dollar amount to check off in your spreadsheet.
As much as they would have you believe that your life is a race,
I invite you to trust your own internal pace.
Your pace of breath is just right for you.
Following your unique heartbeat is true embodiment of all the days and cycles of the sun and the moon.
Drumming to the unique imprint of your soul's rhythm is the recipe for magic,
Your way.
The rhythm which was beating in time to the universe before your precious skin touched oxygen is the exact pace that leads to your bliss.
Before you were told to hurry up,
Move along,
Let's get going.
We're going to be late.
You knew exactly how to move.
Before they told you to decide to get it done,
To choose the practical path that leads to social elevation.
You knew exactly what brought your heart to exhilaration.
You have always known who you were to be and how delicious it is to live free.
Free from the pace that leads to embrace a life that is not your own.
Before they told you that this way in life is much better,
Much more sensible,
More acceptable than your way in life.
You knew the exact steps to dance.
I invite you now to remember your internal pace.
I invite you now to slow down the external race.
I invite you now to trust all you need is written on your face in your own unique divine grace.
Slow it all down.
Feel your inner rhythm guided by your sweet,
Gentle attention.
Not to mention the sacred breath of divine running up and down your spine.
Slow down.
Listen.
Trust your own internal pace.
Feel what is blessings on your day.
