The Sacred Pause: Finding Stillness in the Noise
We live in a world that rarely encourages stillness. We're praised for productivity, rewarded for pushing through, and expected to be available, mentally, emotionally, and digitally, at all hours. In that constant forward motion, the idea of pausing can feel indulgent… even dangerous.
But here’s what I’ve come to know through life, through therapy, and through my own nervous system:
The pause is not a luxury. It’s essential.
When we pause, even for a few moments, we interrupt the brain’s stress response.
Pausing slows the heart rate, regulates breathing, and stimulates the vagus nerve, a critical component of our parasympathetic nervous system. It draws us out of fight/flight and into a state where we can think clearly, feel safely, and connect more authentically.
It’s in the pause that our prefrontal cortex, the part of our brain responsible for planning, and reasoning comes back online. The pause is where reactivity ends and intentionality begins.
Pauses Don’t Have to Be Perfect
Not every pause is a meditation.
Sometimes it's:
Three long exhales before opening an email.
Leaning against a doorframe with a hand on your heart.
Sitting in the car before going into the house.
Looking out the window with no agenda.
What makes a pause sacred isn’t how long it lasts, but that you notice you’re in it.
Why Trauma Teaches Us to Keep Moving
For many of us, especially those with trauma histories, stillness wasn’t always safe. Hypervigilance becomes a survival strategy. Movement equals control. Stopping might have once meant risk, or powerlessness.
But over time, this constant readiness can exhaust the system. It burns through cortisol reserves, interferes with sleep, blunts emotional range, and keeps us distant from joy.
Reclaiming the pause becomes a quiet act of defiance. A way to say, “I’m not in danger anymore. I can stop. I can rest. I can be”.
The Pause as a Practice
Presence is not a place we live all the time. It’s a state we return to. The sacred pause is a practice of returning gently, imperfectly, again and again. You don’t need silence, or space, or a long stretch of time. You just need to notice yourself in this moment.
Where in your day could you plant a pause?
What would it look like to honour that moment, not as a break in productivity, but as a return to yourself?
A Call to Action
If you’re finding yourself stuck in overdrive this is your invitation to pause. To close your eyes. To take three conscious breaths. To let your shoulders drop just a little.
You don’t have to earn it. You don’t have to finish the list first.
Just pause. For thirty seconds, and see what comes alive in the space you create.