The tide does not crash forward all day.
It pulls back. It pauses. It returns.
Sometimes it is still—tiny ripples like glass, barely moving.

That stillness can be frightening.
Because we know: from silence, sometimes comes the storm.
From stillness, a wave may rise.
But to be still is where we find solace.
To be still is where we find calm.
To be still is where we return to ourselves.

Sometimes the tide pulls back in this stillness—not to abandon the shore, but to gather power.
You, too, are allowed to retreat—not to disappear, but to regenerate.

Rest is not selfish. It is not a flaw in your rhythm.
It is part of your divine design.

Even the ocean, vast and wild, understands this:
To move forward, she must first be still.

Try This:
Choose one moment today for sacred stillness.
Turn off your phone. Light a candle. Breathe. Let your soul exhale.

Affirmation:
“I am allowed to rest. In the stillness, I remember who I am.”