I Can't Slow Down Fast Enough

“Nature does not hurry, yet everything is accomplished.”

—Lao Tzu

Two phrases have been swirling around my brain like a couple of great album titles, or a cool new podcast—the slow spacious, and the sacred slowness. They are poetic reminders of how I want to live from now on. Because ever since I got back from our first Yes of You Threshold retreat for women, I can’t slow down fast enough. 

Because now when I go slow, time goes slow too. Somehow, everything that needs to get done, does. And without the frenetic freakout that usually accompanies my to-do lists.

What combination of things was it that placed the truth of “slowness” in my lap like a new superpower? Was it being in a sacred circle of women in the Blue Ridge Mountains? The real-life soundtrack of birds singing and streams streaming and air so lush it changed my body rhythm completely? A million shades of green that got in so deep they opened up acres in me?

Was it the light-filled yurt, intuitive practice, wide-open writing spaces, big creeks, little waterfalls, infinite forest, a somatic healer that taught us how breathing mindfully and slowly into every inch of our bodies could erase pain that we thought would never leave?

Was it the local chef that made our gluten-free-dairy-free meals (ask me about the coconut cake!) taste like they came from a 4-star restaurant?

Yes. And…

It was the miraculous whole of all those things that turned out to be far greater than the sum of their parts because they were in service to the exhaustion of women.

(Raise your hand if you’re an exhausted woman. Better yet, DON’T and take a nap instead!)

Our priority for this retreat was creating a space where every woman could be held on every level.  Fully supported to wander and grieve and laugh and dream, with no responsibilities except to say “Yes” to herself first, then to a loving and higher wisdom, then to others.

A space filled with expansion. A space filled with wonder, rest, wonder, and this truth: It is not our lack of vision, talent, commitment, or intention that holds us back from crossing the threshold into our highest selves. It is our exhaustion.

Because a well-rested, spacious woman is unstoppable. Especially when she’s going slow.

Poetry heals, love wins, and slowness solves everything.

PS.

How do we practice this in our daily lives—especially if we don’t have a 60-acre forest with a yurt in our backyards?

Introducing Sunday Sanctuary—a virtual women’s circle to explore sacred writing, group meditation, chakra balancing, color and light for healing, intuition development, nature as an ally, and more.

Because when we give ourselves a regular dose of space, safety, and support, we can show up as nurtured visionaries more and exhausted women less.

We can show up for our dreams. 

Learn more, and register for our next circle.