Slow Days Are Still Valuable

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Some days, I move slower.

Not because I’m lazy.
Not because I’m behind.
But because my body—and my soul—need a different rhythm.

And I used to fight that.
I’d push through fatigue.
Fill every minute.
Measure my worth by what I got done.

But now I’m learning:

Slow days are still valuable.

Rest is not the opposite of progress.
It’s what makes sustainable growth possible.

A day spent reflecting, reading, breathing—
That matters.

A day where I choose to be instead of always doing—
That’s not wasted.

It’s a reset. A recalibration. A reminder that I’m a human being, not a machine.

So I honour my energy now.

I trust the quieter pace when it calls me.

Because some of my best insights, healing, and creativity?
They’ve come from the stillness I once tried to avoid.