Happy Tuesday.
Nothing is wrong, but I took a day off.
The decision was absolute when I first woke up: stay home today.
Then my mind started negotiating.
It’s a light meeting day.
Your period isn’t even heavy today.
You’ll waste the hours.
Last week was busy, but this week is different.
Each time, the calmer, newer version of me answered back.
Move the one meeting you scheduled.
Last week was busy, so take the day.
You believe in mental health days.
You have plenty of sick hours. Using 8 doesn’t make you irresponsible.
So I moved the meeting, messaged my boss, turned on my auto-replies, and made my coffee with a smile.
This morning, while listening to a meditation course, I heard a reminder that landed deeply: our bodies and souls already know their rhythm. Sometimes we just need to stop long enough to hear it again.
I’ve been consistent through a busy season. I’ve shown up. I’ve kept my commitments. And today, the message was simple:
Stay home.
Talk to God.
Plan around the three goals you’ve prioritized.
So that’s what I’m doing.
Not because I’m lazy.
Not because I’m avoiding anything.
Not because something is wrong.
Because honoring my rhythm is part of becoming the person I want to be.
In this calm, decisive moment, I am the best version of me I can be right now.
And that is enough. 🤍
