Something I've been feeling for the last two days... 💛
I've been feeling the pull to do more as a mother. Like I'm not doing my best for my kids. That they grow so fast and I am working too much. And I noticed something — that it comes from fear. Fear that I'm not doing enough. That I'm falling behind either at work or at home. That if I don't change, something will slip away. That this guilt is justified. But here's what I keep coming back to: the nervous system can't build something sustainable from a place of panic. Real growth — in healing, in life, in anything that matters — asks us to slow down enough to actually feel what we're doing. So this morning, I've been practising what I preach. During my yoga practice I allow myself to cry. And I mean CRY those big, heavy tears until it felt that I didn't have any left. I gave myself space to feel, to fall into pieces. Something natural, easy and yet, I've felt that something was shifting in me. 🌿 Like a bit of this heaviness was washed away. Have you been feeling that pressure to do more lately? How are you navigating it? Are you willing to let it go and cry? 👇💬