08/11/2026
Dear friends on the path,
I've been painting the inside of the house. It's something I've genuinely wanted to do, but I've noticed myself becoming caught up in the urgency of getting it finished. There's a pressure to keep going, to get it done, to move on to the next thing.
Life has been full lately, and I know I have a tendency to switch into overdrive, disguising busyness as productivity. When really, sometimes it's a distraction – somewhere to place my attention so I don't have to stop and feel what's going on underneath.
This brings me to this week's exploration: the Pericardium Meridian.
In Traditional Chinese Medicine, the heart is considered the emperor of the body, and the pericardium its bodyguard. Its role is to protect the heart, deciding what comes close and what needs to stay at a distance.
I find this such a beautiful metaphor. How often do I protect my own heart by keeping busy, staying strong or telling myself I'm fine, when perhaps what I really need is to slow down and acknowledge how I feel?
Known as the Minister of Joy, the Pericardium doesn't simply protect us from hurt. It also helps us remain connected to life – to love, laugh, grieve, receive and experience joy.
Protecting our hearts doesn't mean shutting everything out. It means recognising when we've taken on too much, when we need a boundary, when it's time to step back and when we need to allow ourselves to be supported.
So this week, I'm inviting myself – and you – to notice where busyness might be keeping us from ourselves. Are we genuinely enjoying what we're doing, or are we filling every available space because being still feels uncomfortable?
Perhaps we don't need to fix anything or find an answer. Perhaps we just need to pause long enough to be honest about what we're feeling.
I'm learning that I can care deeply without carrying everything. I can have limits without closing my heart. And sometimes the most loving thing I can do for myself is to stop, soften and allow.
May our practice remind us that the heart was never meant to be locked away. It was meant to be protected enough to remain open.
With love,
Christina