A love note to slowing down…

This month I’ve been especially in tune with the dissonance I feel between the natural rhythms of the outside world and the cultural pressure to ignore them. I have been craving slowness and rest, reveling in this deep winter as time to tuck in and simply be… instead of trying to plan the whole year ahead, lose 15 pounds, make over my marriage, and start implementing a new parenting style. That all feels downright exhausting and gross, actually.

It’s not lost on me that the deeper I get into my spiritual practice, the more connected I feel to nature and the less connected I feel to our current cultural norms. I wonder if you feel that way too?

Here’s a little snippet I wrote last week when pondering this:  

What if the trees are trying to speak to us?

What if the ocean has a song she’s desperate to sing?

What if the sky is trying to whisper hello each morning?

What would it feel like to surrender fully to the world around us?

To stop pretending we can separate ourselves?

What would it feel like to know, in our bones, that we can never actually be separate?

How much richer could our lives be if we start listening?

In deep gratitude & devotion,

Elizabeth

PS: I’ve just opened up registration for my next sacred ceremony in February… hop on over here to learn more & sign up if you’re feeling called to join me in the remembrance!