For many years I lived mostly in my mind. I analyzed, planned, and wondered whether it was already the right moment.
The mind can be very convincing — it brings doubts, teaches criticism, and pushes us to check and control everything.
And when we are not in our body, when we lose contact with it, it becomes much easier to be carried away by emotions and thoughts that pull us away from who we truly are.
It was only through working with my body that I began to understand this. Breath, movement, stillness. When I return to my body, something shifts. The mind slowly releases its control. It stops dominating. Instead of a storm of thoughts, a simple awareness appears — the breath, the heartbeat, the weight of my body resting on the earth.
In those moments, I begin to truly feel myself.
And that is when I remember who I am.
It’s interesting, because my mind often cannot believe it.
It is used to criticizing, questioning, and saying, “That’s impossible.” And yet, when I am connected to my body, to my breath, to this calm presence here and now — something else appears. Intuition. A quiet but very clear voice.
One of the most important moments in my life happened exactly in such a space.
It was very early in the morning. My mind was still asleep. I was on the border between sleep and waking — that unusual space where the body is relaxed and thoughts have not yet taken control.
Suddenly I heard a simple thought inside me:
“Open Facebook.”
My mind was still too sleepy to argue. It didn’t analyze or question. I simply reached for my phone.
And then I saw the advertisement.
“Become a manager in the Sacred Valley of the Incas.”
For a moment I thought it was absurd. Unreal. Impossible. And yet something inside me was calm — as if my body knew before my mind did.
I wrote a few simple sentences. Without a big plan, without analyzing. I pressed “send” and put the phone down. I sank back into the pillow and fell asleep again.
The next day a reply arrived.
An invitation.
And then something happened that had once seemed impossible — I got the job. My dream job in the Sacred Valley of the Incas.
To this day I think about that moment with deep humility. Because I know it happened at a time when I was very close to giving up. I was standing on the edge of exhaustion and doubt.
If I had started analyzing everything then, I probably would never have replied. My mind would have found a thousand reasons why it wouldn’t work.
But in that moment my mind was still asleep.
And I was in my body.
This is what the moment of power — now — means to me. That brief space in which we are truly present. Where the breath brings us back to ourselves. Where old patterns of thinking have not yet taken over.
Because our mind often confuses us. It creates stories that are meant to protect us, yet at the same time separate us from our true power — from what is possible.
When we return to the body, we return to something simpler and more truthful. To feeling. To intuition. To inner guidance.
And right there — in that moment of presence — a space for action appears.
The moment of power does not arrive in perfect conditions. It does not wait until everything is organized and clear. It appears suddenly, sometimes very quietly.
And then only one question remains:
Will we be present enough to notice it?
with love
Magdalena