“Go slow,” her inner voice whispers.

But she barely hears it.
She’s in a new relationship—adrenaline pumping, heart racing, mind spinning stories.
The last thing she wants is slow.

She wants to know.
Is he the one?
Or should she run?

So she charges forward—fast, fiery, fierce.
She craves certainty, something to hold,
a sign that this won’t end like the others.

But here’s the truth:
Love is not a riddle to solve.
It’s a rhythm to move with.
And the soul doesn’t rush what is sacred.

Going “all in” too soon is often the child of fear,
not the wisdom of the heart.
Because the heart, the real heart,
knows the value of watching how someone treats your soul
in the quiet moments—
not just how they ignite your fire.

So pause.

Let the mystery unfold.
Let love show you who he is in truth—
not in projection.

Slow is not weakness.
It’s reverence. — Pam Blanchard