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A letter from Y. – Pause

Nowhere to go. No one to be.

Published 2 months ago • 1 min read

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March 27, 2026

Nowhere to go. No one to be.

I thought about this recently — and wanted to share it with you.

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I often think about how fast we move sometimes. About all the things we put on our to do list. I often think about how tired we get at the end of the day. Often from dealing with nothing meaningful in particular. Someone else's deadlines. Schedules that aren't forgiving.

It would be nice to create little pockets of time where we have nowhere to go — and no one to be. Nobody needing us and no errand so important that it requires us to scramble.

Even if we play very important roles and have very pressing priorities, it is always a good idea to take just a few moments to drop everything completely.

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A simple practice:

For the next few moments, you can notice your shoulders – is there tension?

Then notice the rise and fall of your chest.

Now close your eyes and notice only the sounds around you. Maybe even the sound of your breath.

A pause doesn't have to be forever. It can be as simple as this.

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If something in this resonated — I'd love to know. Just hit reply.

Y.

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