I have been learning to slow down. Or trying to. I have been trying to find time for stillness. For silence. For steadiness. I am learning to find a mirrors in others, to find how my impatience is a reminder to love the parts of myself that still have to be polished like a precious crystal. I have been trying to take some time to honor the parts of me that are so frustrating and fast and unwilling to be spoken with. I am trying to find time to listen to myself when I get frustrated or anxious or sad with people or myself.I have spent some time the past couple of nights honoring myself. I’ve taken a bath, facetimed with friends, done yoga, relaxed and watched movies. I’ve incorporated some simple rituals into this – namely this one from The Numinous. I’ve typed some words and I’ve had some breakthroughs simply because I have given myself enough space from what I feel and what is expected. I am trying to take my hands off the wheel to believe in the easiest way possible. I am learning and harnessing the powers I have as a manifester and I am using them to create. But I am learning to listen to the moments between the breakthroughs and love all the inconsistencies about them that make me so frustrated. I am writing love poems to myself on a typewriter only to mess it up because I have so many words all at once that I cannot slow down my hands fast enough to stop. I am forgiving myself for never stopping but I am learning to find a happy medium anyway. All photos by my beautiful friend Bree Burchfield.Today’s words on my beautiful typewriter. I am slowing down.