World of ISLE
I wrote this yesterday, a day when I tried so hard to work but struggled immensely to be productive:
I am lost in a sea of restlessness, and it feels like my heart will never settle back down again. So I pray, I choose to become quiet, and surrender myself to the process that I’m in. And just like that, suddenly the storm ceases and I am instantly at peace.
I had a few days off this week, and it has turned into a week of slowing down. I slept in, leisurely strolled through town with my daughter, ate outside, and today I went for a bike ride in the sunshine.
To be honest, I needed this. I feel more sane when I slow down and stop for a minute. Inspiration more readily shows up, and I feel a deep sense of calm and well-being. That is noteworthy, because I have a tendency to keep running, to keep striving for the best I can achieve, resulting in me often being restless.
