There was a season when I thought being busy meant being productive. If my calendar was full I felt important. If my days were packed, I felt accomplished. Now I see things differently. Slowing down has taught me to listen to my body, my spirit, my intuition. It’s the quiet moments that I hear what actually matters. The clarity. The gratitude. The joy I used to rush pass.

I’m learning that moving slower doesn’t mean falling behind. Sometimes it means finally arriving✌🏽

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