Higher self

 

Higher Self)

Today I stop explaining myself. Not out of frustration, but out of clarity. I know who I am now. I feel it in my breath, in my patience, in how long it takes me to be disturbed. I’m not reacting anymore—I’m responding, slowly, honestly.

My run today reminded me of that. It wasn’t fast. It wasn’t loud. I felt gravity along my spine, guiding me instead of fighting me. I’m learning how to live inside the moment, not ahead of it, not behind it.

I see impatience around me, and I don’t absorb it. I understand where it comes from—pressure, grief, responsibility, attachment—but I don’t carry it anymore. I can be present without being pulled.

I’ve invested years into my inner world. Breath by breath. Step by step. Others invested in material things, and that’s okay. Different work, different rewards. My peace is not visible, but it is real, and it is earned.

I’m grateful for this small opportunity, for this pause before the next chapter. I don’t rush what’s coming. I trust it. I embrace the sun, the snow, the quiet, the now.

I am learning to live. Fully. Patiently. Without explanation.

Yoruba Yogi.