“Walk Slowly”by Danna FauldsIt only takes a reminder to breathe,a moment to be still, and just like that,something in me settles, softens, makesspace for imperfection. The harsh voiceof judgment drops to a whisper and Iremember again that life isn’t a relayrace; that we will all cross the finishline; that waking up to life is what wewere born for. As many times as Iforget, catch myself charging forwardwithout even knowing where I’m going,that many times I can make the choiceto stop, to breathe, and be, and walkslowly into the mystery. Image Credit