š± slowing down has changed everything
āļø turns out joy might be the most productive thing of all
Ten months ago I did something that would have made the 2018-2023 version of me screw her face up and ask āare you alright mate?ā
I called a full blown time out on self improvement, in fact⦠I actually called it āthe self optimisation fastā. No self help books. No biohacking podcasts. No āhow to be your most productive selfā panels or vlogs about 4am morning routines.
Just me, and my brain. Which was⦠interesting at times, more to followā¦
It came after I missed my stop home (by 2 stops btw) because I was too busy half watching a TikTok about optimising my life, while my teeny weeny eardrums battled the sounds of screeching tube lines, thinking about whether to make pasta or quinoa for tea all while half thinking about the deck I had to send off in the morning. My brain was frazzled, and the anxiety perpetuated by the idea of not ādoing enoughā therefore not being enough was rife.
Iāve since binned off my headphones while Iām on commutes, and I never miss my stop any more (unsure why I felt like a smug 5 year old writing that?)
But honestly, I didnāt realise how much mental space all that ābetteringā had taken up until I stopped doing it. After a while my mornings felt like mine again. slow and grounded, and most of the time - without the jittery edge of feeling ruled by my own to do list before Iād even started.
At the start of the year I usually give my year a word as my theme for the next 365 days, this year was titled āunseriousā
... And hereās how it panned out :)
š± The year I pressed pause on improving
Running a business for almost seven years is a lot of things: rewarding and beautiful, often chaotic, but I wouldnāt really use the word relaxing.
Even without huge teams and investors, thereās still that constant undercurrent of pressure to grow. To scale. To keep moving. The āso, whatās next?ā question, when you literally feel like youāve just caught your breath.
But this year, I wanted to bask in the passion projects, values aligned client work and the opening of our new physical space and studio which was a project for pure joy - not ego or profit. I wanted to have enough time to be in conversation with the happenings, to sit with them for a while and actually soak up work that felt meaningful rather than jump to the next āthingā.
For so long I wanted time to sit with the stillness, and not the kind of stillness and presence that you book a silent meditation retreat for, but the everyday kind.
So, for the last ten months Iāve stopped treating myself like a project and started treating myself like a person again. And the thing that has altered my brain chemistry most: it didnāt make me lazy. It made me alive.
š§ What happened when I let go of āoptimisingā
When I took my foot off the gas, I expected guilt to rush in, you know that capitalist āshouldnāt you be doing more?ā whisper. Truthfully: yeah, it did at first. But over time, something softer arrived: clarity, I started noticing things Iād ignored before.
Coffee shops Iād walked past but hadnāt peeped my head in to. Long walks with no purpose. Conversations with strangers that turned into full blown life chats, ones that left me smiling to myself the whole way to the next bus stop.
People have told me I sound like a hybrid Essex Aussie whoās drank too much coffee when I talk (not sure if I love or hate this), but I noticed that I even spoke slower!? I felt myself listening deeper. Generally, I felt lighter.
And it rippled into everything - my creativity, my work, my health. For the first time I wasnāt chasing ideas, they were chasing me. I felt so at ease with saying āthis could be a next year thingā rather than feeling the need to do it all right away.
The business didnāt fall apart either - weāre actually on track for our best year ever. Revenue doubled YoY, ideas flowing , and everything just⦠clicked.
Turns out that peace is a productivity hack no oneās writing books about.
š¼ Invitation: bring back the unserious
When was the last time you did something just because? Not to tick a box or post about it, but for the joy of doing it? This week, try it. Book a random class. Go to a gig. Paint something terrible.
Spend a whole afternoon doing something that doesnāt improve you - it just delights you. Because play is the shortcut back to creativity, connection, and presence. A podcast I listened to last year really changed how I think of play as a starting point for creative flow.
š Escapism (the good kind)
I swapped self-help books for fiction. Eleven novels in ten months and not a single one told me how to be better. They just made me feel. Imagine. Breathe again. Friday nights became guilt free zones of fiction, trash TV, snacks, candles and stillness.
My imagination, the thing that had been squeezed between deadlines and algorithms - finally got to stretch its legs again and I experienced that child like quiet mind where you verge on boredom (what a luxury in 2025)
šæ Invitation: find your escapism beyond the scroll
Where are you escaping to lately?
I recently did a one day intro course to eco-therapy where we learned about natures role in our wellbeing, and it was one of the most soul rewarding things Iāve done in a lonnnng time. So much of what we need is simply outside of technology (and free)
Sit with a tree for a bit. You donāt need to earn your rest.
What slowing down taught me
Being slower made me healthier. Not just physically, but also emotionally. I used to crash out, feeling exhausted on Friday nights, red wine and ice cream in hand, calling it āunwindingā and feeling like it had to be earned.
Now, I recognise what I actually need:
Fresh air.
Movement.
People.
I brought back things that had nothing to do with business and everything to do with joy. French lessons (so I can order a croissant and feel like an absolute main character in my own life in Paris one day). Reviving my netball team - the laughter, the absolute chaos (weāre rubbish but itās SO much fun), and the post match pint in our favourite pub down the road. Long walks with friends in the middle of the day on a random Tuesday because why the f not?!
My āextra-curricularā life became the most nourishing part of my week.
āļø The afterglow
Ten months in, I can say this:
Iāve never felt more grounded, grateful, or creatively alive.
⦿ The loops of optimisation - closed. ⦿The noise - quiet. ⦿The direction - clearer than ever.
And now as I feel that spark of wanting to learn again, itās not from pressure. Itās from passion. Itās soul work, not homework.
I keep telling myself on loop: slow down, feel the air again, laugh loud. Make a really shit first attempt at a filo pastry without the goal of putting it on an instagram story, for crying out loud.
Because sometimes, the best version of you is just the version thatās present. Tincy micro moments that arenāt āgrid worthyā. Realising youāre enough here and now, and the future doesnāt need to be optimised.
It just needs to be yours š slower, softer, and full of life :)
Big love,
dais x š









100% agree, this has been a massive lesson for me this year too š«¶ thank you for sharing!
You donāt need to earn your rest !! šš¼ I was also a chronic āoptimiserā of time and to realise that rest, my own mental well being and to be still and calm are all valid uses of time without doing anything else has really been a game changer.