I thought the message God was going to give would be coded. Something I would have to figure out. As I knelt in the pew, waiting for Mass to begin, I solemnly asked God to give a message I needed today.
“Slow down,” the priest said blatantly. This was something I knew I needed to do. I had been working two jobs for the past year on top of motherhood. There was no code. God laid it out for me plain and simple.
I knew this message was coming as just this past week I told myself the same. “Sierra, slow down,” as I bashed the car door into my shin. “Slow down Sierra,” as I slammed the car door into my knee. “Seriously Sierra, slow down,” as my armful of stuff from the car fell out of my arms one thing at a time.
My two jobs have melted down to motherhood and being my own boss. One job and mommyhood, this I can do.
My days of rushing are over and I am trying to figure out how to get in a slow, meditative rhythm. I feel torn in my mind of all the things I need to get done and how to move with ease. Can I do both?
I think I can get the things I need done with ease. I have the awareness and when we have the awareness about anything, it allows for change.
Chances are, I may be seen bustling around town. I may get caught in my old ways. Change can be difficult but if we are open to the possibilities, anything is possible.
I get all I need accomplished in a slow and meditative way.