On Grace
Grace is something that has always fascinated me, like a dancer moving across the stage, effortlessly, efficiently, their feet barely touching the ground but still moving, always moving. How is it possible for something to be so quiet, so fluid, yet so deliberate? This topic captivates me, and I’ve tried to bring that same grace into my life.
I practice it in the way I move—swift but calm, like a dancer, not to be confused with swift but deadly, like a ninja. It’s in the way I set the table, or even just put something down. The trick is to move quickly at first, then slow down in the last couple of centimeters, so the plates or cups land softly, without a sound.
When I’m stressed, there’s always this tendency to rush, to fumble, to move too fast. To an observer, it must look panicked, unprofessional, and messy. So I remind myself to breathe, to take things one step at a time. And when I do that, I’m always surprised by how the job still gets done just as quickly, but it feels so much better—calmer, more elegant, more me.
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