Learning to Pause

Today I noticed the moment before I reacted.

It was small.
A flicker.
But it was there.

Something in me wanted to rush forward—to fix, to respond, to explain.
But in that tiny space of noticing, I paused.
Just long enough to feel the urge instead of becoming it.

This pause wasn’t passive.
It was full of wisdom—a breath of clarity in the middle of habit.
I saw how often I move without seeing, speak without pausing, act without grounding.

But not today.

Today, I paused.
And in that pause, I saw clearly.
And in that seeing, I chose differently.