Words that Awaken and Accompany

Many times we run not to move forward, but to escape from ourselves. We confuse hurry with purpose and movement with peace. But it was when I stopped that I understood speed was my anesthesia, and only by slowing down could I listen to my body, heal, and feel presence again.

For a long time, I saw anxiety as an enemy, but I understood that it was actually bringing messages I didn’t know how to listen to. It wasn’t a punishment—it was an alert to take care of myself, to rest, and to ask for help. Today I recognize it as an uncomfortable teacher that brought me back to my center and reminded me that it’s okay to feel.