When the Pace Slows Down, the Questions Begin

“Curiosity is the medicine that heals us from judgement.“- Dreamgirl

Date: August 2, 2025

I love my Saturday mornings.
During the week, I am so focused on simply getting myself through work days (yes, I mean it just like it’s written) that it can be difficult to linger in the power of my rituals.

Admittedly, I’ve been fine-tuning my weekday pace to maximize joy and the quality of my work. But still—there’s the monotony of alarm clocks, traffic, and passionately showing up in a space where the work is never truly done.

Yet on mornings when the day belongs only to me—unburdened by the weight of adult responsibilities—my pace slows even more. My desire to live each moment intentionally takes form in the time I devote to presence: coffee in my dimly lit breakfast nook, a guided meditation humming softly in the background, Scripture and prayer, and sitting in silence, anticipating what I’ll hear next.

But lately, the peace in my weekend routine has started asking a question:
What season is this?

Curiosity is the antithesis of judgment.
How different would our world be if we chose to ask questions about what we don’t understand, rather than reducing people—and ourselves—to rigid, biased conclusions?

I would love to hear from you in the comments. Let me know how you determine the seasons of your life. And subscribe to learn more as I dive into this question.

I’m practicing this posture of curiosity in how I approach conflict: not just with others, but with myself. So now, instead of verbally assaulting my heart or head when I make a choice that’s damaging (or at least questionable), I ask:
Why did I do that?

The answers usually bring me to a quiet reckoning—where God shows me something to cut away or prune back.

That pruning is new for me. I love finding something I can spiritually nurture and watch bloom. But even the most beautiful things—like Yarrow—can become invasive if the roots aren’t kept in check. Left untended, even pure intentions and authentic callings can grow wild and take over, when they were meant to complement our being.

I really do need to study more about the seasons.
Knowing God, if I understand more about nature—its patterns, purposes, and timing—I’ll begin to better observe the same in my spiritual life.

I already know what the next few weekends look like: research, reflection, and praying for clarity. We ask God for answers, but sometimes we don’t pair that desire with practical seeking. It’s not just about sitting in silence and “listening” for God (though that’s part of it—see: meditation).
It’s about gaining knowledge, creating a foundation for God to build upon, to open our vision and deepen our discernment.

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Until next time—stay grounded, and keep blooming. Our growth is sacred—and who says we can’t express it in the luxury language of love?
Yours in haute healing,
DreamGirl ✨🌿