I have one pace and usually it’s a fast one. A few weeks ago, I woke up with some pretty serious pain in my left knee. I am an anxious person and I burn that anxiety off by staying active. The last four weeks I have been pretty immobile. I’m not used to sitting around and I have to admit I don’t do it well. Like it or not, I have no choice but to find some sort of peace in my new found stillness. Today I got the news I have a torn meniscus and I am debating whether or not to have surgery. Sometimes we don’t know enough to slow down and life has a way of forcing it on us. I am in that place struggling to find some kind of comfort there. Sometimes when we become still, the noise around us becomes intolerable. We don’t notice it as much when we are part of it. For now, I will try my best to be patient as I invite healing to my body, mind and spirit. Sometimes we forget just how closely they are all connected. When one is out of balance, more times than not, all three are unbalanced.