You’ve been here before.
It’s a Tuesday morning.
Coffee in hand.
Your to-do list is already looking at you like it’s disappointed.
Somewhere in the back of your mind, you’re holding the vision, the one you’ve been building quietly for years. The meditations. The journal pages. The tiny practices you’ve stitched together in hopes they’ll add up to something big.
Some days, it feels like you could reach out and grab it.
Other days, it’s like you made it all up.
You promise yourself you’ll get back into it. That next week will be different. But weeks blur into months… and the gap between what you know is possible and what you’re living just keeps stretching.
And it’s not because you’re unmotivated.
It’s not because you’re “doing it wrong.”
It’s because you’ve been trying to hold all of it, the expansion, the fear, the rewiring… alone.
