07/04/2026
When we change the way we look at things,
the things we look at change.
Lately, I’ve been experimenting with this.
Not with the big global things—
just the small, everyday moments.
The rude customer at the supermarket checkout.
That thing my boyfriend did that didn’t quite land well.
And I started noticing something 🥰
There’s always a moment—
a very small one—
before I react.
A pause.
In that moment, I’ve been turning inward.
To notice what’s happening in me.
The thoughts.
The meaning I’m giving to things.
How it feels in my body.
Not to judge it—
just to see it.
And something shifts there.
Not because I force it—
but because by looking,
I’m no longer driven by it.
There's more openness.
More possibilities.
And a little more choice.
It’s subtle.
But it shifts the whole experience—
how I feel,
how I respond,
and how the moment unfolds.
I’m realising more and more that
it’s not just what happens…
it’s how I meet it.
And when that softens,
the moment softens too.
I’m still practising this.
But even small shifts here—
attending to what’s happening inside
instead of reacting to what’s happening outside—
are changing my lived experience more than I ever imagined.
