Pressure is a privilege: Part 2
A reflection on pressure
I will be talking about this article that I wrote back in February 2026. I recommend reading it to experience the full depth of these words.
It’s been a little while since I wrote consistently. Weekly reflections. Weekly sharing real life lessons in real time with my real readers. We will get back to that soon. I am working on making some dreams come true for myself. So that’s where my focus is directed these days.
I caught myself thinking about my relationship and past experiences with exhaustion, and how “pressure is a privilege”.
These days, I feel like I’ve moved out of that pressure. Finally. Clearly. Magically. And that’s what I wanted to write about here: because moving out of the pressure, finally, brings new lessons and neural pathways that have created the new foundation that I stand on. The pressure brought me the gift of boundaries that cycle in my mind daily, reminding me of the consequences of not affirming my boundaries. This is unlike anxiety. This is a relationship that the pressure helped me build with my intuitive voice.
I learned and integrated, from a brillant podcast episode by Florence Given, that being selfish is magically okay. Calling other people selfish is selfish of you, because you don’t let that person hold their own energy. Instead you shrink in. I’ve used that lesson from her and integrated it into my life, reminding myself daily that I have space to take up in this world, and I haven’t been claiming it. And, I need to claim it. It’s mine. It’s my magic. The way that I get to shine in this world. I’ve listened to many other of her podcasts, and they’re truly life changing - highly recommend!
Over the last few months, the pressure became an environment where I received opportunities to learn. Looking back now, it felt like a container that I had to grow out of. I had to remove the junk from my soil and orient myself to the sun, so that I could grow beyond the container. Today, I feel released from that container. Free. Although, I still have the lessons and daily intuitions to keep me out of the pressure. I am grateful for that. I reward every thought I have, keeping me calm and kind, and reminding myself that I have space to take up.
I am grateful for the pressure. Pressure is a privilege. It keeps me growing. It keeps evolving my identity. It allows me to throw away the junk (relationships, identities, physical things) that no longer support my life. It keeps me safe.
I know that this pressure will come back into my life. Next time will be more lessons. New lessons. Learning of my greatness and diving deeper into my dreams. The pressure will have a new form, and I will be prepared to grow with it, recognizing its push not its hammer over my life. I welcome the pressure back into my life, with a pause for recovery of course, because that’s what life is - challenging us to become the deepest and better version of ourselves. If we don’t rise to the challenge, we get stuck and usually stay stuck. I don’t like being stuck, so I move, shift and grow with the life that is forming under my barefeet.
Thank you for reading this, and all of my other words over the years. I am excited to come back and write to reflect with you. I am curious to see where my nervous system will take me from here.
Thank you for Being here,
D


So so true Danielle! And I love florence too! This week I cancelled a trip with family which the old Shruthi would have never ever done lol 😂. That only came through because of the pressure.