Last weekend I stayed home while everyone else went to a birthday party. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to be there. I just didn’t have it in me to show up fully. So I stayed back, made tea, and watched the quiet stretch across the house.

Dad took the lead. He handled the outfits, the snacks, and the swirl of two excited kids. I didn’t hover, I didn’t check in, I simply allowed. It felt unfamiliar at first, but then, something softened. I felt free.

Rest doesn’t always look like a spa day or a nap. Sometimes it’s a small surrender- a quiet knowing that everything will still be okay, even when you’re not the one holding it all together.

And it was okay.

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Maybe this is what balance truly is. Not always doing, but allowing. Not perfection, but presence. Not control, but calm.

Take a breath with me- watch the video here.

Wishing you a zen week,

With love,
Tai | ZenMomTribe🌿