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Commitment is quiet
The past few days have been an exercise in honesty. Not the kind that demands confession, but the kind that asks for consistency. I’ve been paying attention to how this practice feels as I try to show up every day not perfectly, just deliberately. It’s been a bit easier lately, but only in moments. Small Continue reading
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The work that happens after the confession
I wanted to start by saying thank you. Many of you resonated with the words I shared yesterday, and I felt called to continue the conversation by sharing a bit more today. Yesterday was about saying the thing out loud. Naming it. Letting it sit in the room without rushing to fix it. Journal therapy Continue reading
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Monday Reflection
Four and a half hours, and Sunday was thinning out, leaving Monday behind its shadow. Was still in bed not buried, just listening before the week speaks first. The list waits from across the room, polite in its pressure. Unchecked boxes. A future that wants motion before it wants truth. I don’t rush to answer. Continue reading
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Cross it off your list
January doesn’t ask for reinvention. It asks for honesty. The world is quieter. The days are slower. And if you’re anything like me, your body and mind are still catching up after everything the year before demanded. This month, I’m choosing self-love in its most practical form not as a trend, not as perfection, but Continue reading
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What’s your Word for 2026
I don’t pick a word lightly. Each one has been a crossing. 2023 was Surrender. Not weakness release. Letting go of control when survival demanded trust. 2024 was Authenticity. Choosing truth even when it cost comfort. Even when it stripped me bare. 2025 became Power. Not dominance. Power as self-respect, boundaries, voice reclaimed. And 2026 Continue reading
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Yule Simmerpot: Honoring the return of the Light
Yule marks the Winter Solstice the longest night of the year when the dark pauses, and the light begins its slow return. This isn’t about doing more. It’s about remembering. The simmer pot is one of the oldest ways to honor this turning of the wheel. As the scent rises, so does intention not forced, Continue reading
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Intentions of a Writer
I sat down with the intention to write a poem. Not to impress, not to perform just to let something honest come through. But almost immediately, the questions arrived. Is it good enough? Will it be understood? Will it reach anyone at all? What starts as a desire to express something real can so easily Continue reading
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Procrastination versus Determination 
There’s a moment when the waiting dissolves not because the universe finally called your name, but because you finally heard your own. Today I realized something I kept sidestepping: I’ve been orbiting my dreams like a moon unsure of its own gravity. Close enough to feel them, far enough to delay them. It wasn’t fear Continue reading
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Season is not the only thing changing
This shift in life hit different. Not because anything magical happened but because I did. I woke up and felt that click… that quiet, steady “enough is enough” rising in my chest. I’m entering this new birth year where I stop talking about becoming her and actually become her the version of me who trains Continue reading
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December: A Return to Intention
I’m bringing back something I used to love doing on my old blog. Setting intentions for the month ahead. Even though December is the final stretch of the year (and honestly… can someone explain how 2025 evaporated this fast?), I want to rebuild this habit now, not later. December feels like a doorway. And I Continue reading
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