Let the Snowflake Melt: A Reflection on Resonance, Ritual, and Surrendering

For years, there have been mornings when I wake up with the old soundtrack playing in the background. Those subtle whispers of “not enough,” “not doing enough,” “you’re behind.” It used to send me into motion. Anxiety attack. Insomnia. Reacting with fixing, planning, and striving.

However, something shifted since a few profound moments, resulting from deep inner work during a couple of spiritual retreats this Spring.

Now, instead of fighting those voices, I pause. I breathe. And I tune.

Every morning, before I check my phone or open my laptop, I adjust my “frequency”, just like a musician tuning to the room, or a bird catching the wind. I would ask: “How can I stay in coherence while letting the Field move through me next?”