When I move at speed, I actually don’t respect where I’m going at all and the end result of getting somewhere is “Oh, great, whatever – gotta go!”

A pace is actually quite intimidating – so more walks, indeed.

Something in what you said prompted me to open The Seven Whispers and page through the chapter “Move at the Pace of Guidance” again. Close to the beginning are the words “Speed is some guy running through the airport shouting into a cell phone. Pace is going around the block with a three year old and noticing everything the child is noticing. When we move at pace, we have time to question and time to listen for answers before moving on. When we move at the pace of guidance, it occurs to us to wonder what plans the Divine might have for us, in the midst of the plans we have for ourselves.”

I wonder if that dark and direness you alluded to is what is sort of scary about moving at the pace of guidance instead of speed (or change); being able to sit with those feelings of insufficiency, or frustration of if we are doing the right things, or not knowing what we should do next. To sit with our breath and make ready for insight. Starting with a slow walk full of noticing sounds like a lovely way to begin!