26th December 2017

Slow down little lady. Breathe. The world is not on your shoulders. Relax. Breathe. Walk slow. Take conscious steps and be bravely vulnerable. Slow.

I wanted to write about my struggles with the world. About my wrestling with consumerism, child rights, fake smiles and meaningless conversations. I wanted to make changes and figure out how to do things better. How we can do Christmas and not be left with overwhelmed children and too many things.

I was interrupted. Interrupted by a still small voice that I have labelled God. The Divine.

My head is filled with information on a daily basis, two children relying on me, a house to run, and the constant stream from social media. Constantly weighing up the most natural medicines, trying to figure the most soul nourishing food whilst living and eating sustainably and being responsible with our planet, wrestling with my questions and reconstructing my faith, and the constant battle for minimalism when I desperately love clothes. What's the best route? What's the healthiest and what the fuck can I do to heal our planet?

I can't help but agree with the still small voice. Slow down. Relax. Breathe. These things are important, but your life is too. Fighting for justice and feeling peaceful can combine. Making conscious life decisions and feeling peaceful can combine. Weighing up the most genuinely loving parenting decisions and feeling peaceful can combine.

Step back in. Take a breath. Relax. Breathe. These things will not freely happen with a panicked chest and a tight neck. Relax and let it flow. Feel the waves of life, ride them, love them, let them be. Work for change but be gentle on yourself too. Slow down little lady. Breathe.