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This Season Asked Me to Lead Differently
Have you ever stepped into something you thought you were ready for… and immediately questioned if you made a mistake?
That was me on day one of this new season I’m experiencing.
After years of moving through life at my own pace—centered in healing and inner alignment—I found myself stepping into a new contract. One that asked for a daily commitment, quick pivots, and holding space in ways I hadn’t been called to in a while.
At first, I thought I was walking into something light—aligned, purposeful, divine. Spiritually, it felt like I had manifested a walk in the park. But the moment I stepped in, my innards and my energy were like, “Wait, what are we doing?”
Because this new season isn’t just about being present—
It’s about being positioned.
It’s about being led—with God.
And being led with God doesn’t always come with clear instructions, ease, or instant understanding. Sometimes it looks like being thrown into a space that stretches everything you thought you mastered.
The energy was loud. The pace was fast. The structure was tight.
And I had gotten used to life without alarms, without urgency.
No packed schedules—just intentional living.
Stretching in the morning. Breathwork. Silence. Space. Flow.
Now suddenly, I was in a space that demanded all of me—
Real-time decision making.
Quick pivots.
Presence on command.
Holding space for big emotions, energy shifts, and responsibilities that didn’t slow down just because I needed a minute.
It was like going from still water to an energetic riptide.
By the end of day one, I felt like I had lived five.
And my body, mind, and spirit were all asking: “Are we ready for this?”
But I didn’t shut down.
Instead, I paused. I breathed. I checked in.
Every day that week—Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday—I created space to sit with myself. Not to fix or force anything. Just to listen. And what’s wild is… things started to click. At first, I thought I was just surviving it. But I realized—my leader had intentionally thrown me into the unknown on day one. No hand-holding. No step-by-step. Just energy. Just presence. Just me, figuring it out in real time.
And I did.
By midweek, I was connecting the dots. Picking up the rhythm. Seeing how things were set up—and how I could make this work not just for the job, but for me. I started feeling into the flow of the space. I saw where I could add value. I started to feel like, “Okay… this might actually be mine.”
This wasn’t about getting through it—it was about taking ownership of it.
By Friday, I understood what was happening.
This wasn’t a mistake.
It was an initiation.
This wasn’t a breakdown.
It was a divine setup.
Because the truth is... I manifested this.
Not just the opportunity—but the growth it’s requiring from me.
Every ritual. Every season of solitude. Every lesson I learned when no one was watching. All of it was preparing me for this moment.
This is leadership—but not through titles or ego.
This is leadership with God.
This season is calling me to lead from my spirit.
To listen deeper.
To move slower internally—even when everything around me is moving fast.
To be present, not perform.
To apply everything I’ve embodied behind the scenes, now in real-time.
I wasn’t being tested. I was being trusted.
What helped me stay grounded? Keeping my rituals close and simple.
I bookended my day with intention—stretching in the morning and journaling at night.
I practiced breathwork in the car before walking through the door.
I didn’t try to do too much. I just made sure there was always one thing that brought me back to myself.
Breathwork. Meditation. A quiet song on repeat.
That was enough. Because presence is enough.
Your peace doesn’t have to leave you when the world gets loud.
Grounding with Intention
Take a moment this week to check in with yourself:
“What does grounding actually feel like in my body?”
“Which rituals still serve me—and which ones am I ready to shift?”
You’re not off track. You’re being refined.
And sometimes the initiation is messy, unspoken, and internal.
But it’s still divine.
