For me, slowing down is terrifying.
Do you know what I mean?
Sometimes I wonder if I have come to a complete stop.
What if I never get going again?
Do you ever feel this way?
For many years I have measured my worth in terms of effort and output.
The past few years have been a journey of letting go of everything I believed was in my control.
Except letting go feels a lot like giving up.
Letting go feels like quitting.
Fear tells me I have lost momentum.
Fear tells me it will never return.
Rationalizations arise to push back the Fear.
But I know rationalization is another brush Fear uses to paint on the canvas of my mind.
I choose acceptance instead.
Wherever I am is exactly where I am supposed to be.
Everything will not be OK someday.
Everything is perfect as it is now in this moment.
You are perfect as you are in this moment.