Consistency

Consistency has always been my strength. It shows up as a quiet rhythm. A groove I naturally carve into the way I live. I don't chase it - it simply feels like the way I'm meant to move through life.

There are gifts in this pattern. Consistency brings me stability, a kind of grounded-ness that feels safe. It offers clarity, cuts through noise and eliminates distractions. With it, I can show up day after day, producing steady, solid work that carries me forward.

But I also see its shadows. Consistency, when held too tightly, can become rigidity. It makes me structured, sometimes overly so. It resists disruption and slows my ability to adapt. Change, for me, is not something I run towards, rather something I ease into carefully, like testing water before stepping in.

I'm learning to hold both sides. To honor the stability consistency gives me, while remembering not to let it harden into walls. My practice is to remain rooted, but not stuck. To let consistency be the soil that grounds me, while leaving room for growth, surprises and the unknown.

In the end, I see consistency like a heartbeat - steady, reliable, always there (i.e. all qualities of an executive assistant). Yet even the heartbeat shifts and quickens with life's movement. It reminds me that rhythm can be trusted, but flow must also be welcomed.