Slowing Down So I Can Keep Moving Forward
The past few weeks I’ve been leaning into a slower rhythm. Not rushing, not forcing things, just letting myself breathe and move at a pace that actually feels human.
It’s been nice to remember that slower doesn’t mean stagnant. If anything, slowing down has helped me keep going. The quiet has a way of clearing things out so I can see what actually matters.
What sticks with me.
I used to think momentum was about speed. That if I wasn’t going fast, I was losing ground. But most of the moments that stay with me are the ones where I slowed down. The ones where I noticed the way the light hit a room, or how a short walk shifted my whole mood.
Those are the things that linger. They remind me that progress isn’t always measured by what I finish, but by what I actually take in.
My memory isn’t perfect. Sometimes it’s fuzzy, sometimes it skips whole days. But I can usually recall the times when I was intentional.
When I slowed down enough to feel grounded. Those pauses stick. They’re the kind of memories that don’t fade as easily.
Being present.
And I think that’s because slowing down asks me to be present. To actually notice. To let a moment mean something instead of just rushing through it.
So that’s where I’m at right now. Letting things move slower, but trusting that it’s what keeps me moving forward.
The slow is what helps me go.
And I’m okay with that.
One of my top goto principles in advising / delivering change is “pace & momentum”. If you want… look up the definitions. They do not not say - Speed. Velocity. Haste…
I need more of what you are describing here. It has been a week and no time to write which is never good for me. Great reminder that we are all due less scheduling and more time to rest and observe.