I was sitting in a traditional tea ceremony the other day and it was so beautiful. We entered a timeless moment of sensation, connection & being. In ceremony space the subtleties show us hints to larger patterns in our life and I was able to have a massive “a ha!” Moment id love to share. The invitation was to be fully present in an inwardly meditative experience. My first cup of tea I felt so dropped into my own body, emotions, the taste on my lips… then subtly comparison creeped in, noticing that everyone else was almost on their 3rd cup while I was still gently sipping my first. In that micro moment I subtly betrayed my pace to stay with the group, gulping down my last sip and placing my cup down with the others to be filled by the steaming dark liquid. That moment was not so subtle, and my beloved who is very attuned to me saw it as well. Later that evening as we hot tubbed under the stars he gently asked me about it in an expert way that allowed my own process space to unfold. And through that I had a massive realization. My entire life I have had an unconscious fear that if I TRULY, really honor my pace, I will be left behind. And phewwww it sent into a beautiful reclamation of trusting my pace even deeper. This year I VOW to fully honor the pace of my body, soul & heart above any other pressure placed upon me. So far it’s led to a lot of rest, prayers & release. Permission slip and reminder that your pace is deeply intellegent, I wonder what would happen, how the world would shift, if we all listened and followed our true pace. I feel something really beautiful will be birthed from that place.