seeing what is silent, hearing what is unseen
Nature never rushes to outdo itself. Trees don’t compete to be the tallest in the forest—they just grow, steadily, according to what the soil and sunlight allow. Rivers don’t hoard water. Animals eat what they need, then move on. There’s a quiet, grounded wisdom in the way the natural world works. And it reminds me…
Read moreI had a conversation with a friend that has not left me alone. It followed me into the night. I woke up thinking about it, unsettled, disturbed, unable to shake the weight of it. What shook me most was the idea that if God asks you to kill someone, then killing becomes right simply because…
Read moreI used to think financial stability was something you had to chase down, hustle for, conquer. But that mindset left me feeling tired and empty, like I was running after something that kept moving just out of reach. At some point, I realized I didn’t want a life built on chasing. I wanted one rooted…
Read moreI was reading something the other day, and it hit me harder than I expected. It said that when the body feels like there’s no way out—when life becomes too overwhelming for too long—it activates its final emergency system. Everything slows down. Metabolism drops. The heart sinks. Breathing turns shallow. The gut shuts off. The…
Read moreThere’s this quiet illusion many of us live under—the belief that holding onto our trauma somehow protects us. We think that by remembering the pain, by staying vigilant, we’ll be ready next time. That we won’t be blindsided again. But here’s the truth: holding onto trauma doesn’t prevent it from happening again. It actually creates…
Read moreSome people might have told you you’re “too emotional,” “too soft,” or that you “take things too personally.” Maybe you’ve even internalized that—thinking your sensitivity is a flaw. But it’s not. Feeling deeply is not a weakness. It’s proof that you’re alive, connected, and human. Sensitivity means your nervous system is tuned in. You notice…
Read moreThere comes a time—quietly, gradually—when you begin to realize you’re not in survival mode anymore. The chaos has settled. The heaviness has eased. You’re no longer just getting through the day—you’re beginning to live again. Brighter days don’t always announce themselves. They show up in the small moments. You find yourself breathing easier. You smile…
Read moreThere’s a difference between hoarding and stewarding—between holding on from fear and holding on with intention. I used to think that saving meant clutching everything tight, never spending, never enjoying. But that kind of grasping only creates anxiety. It whispers, What if you lose it all? What if there’s never enough? But I’m learning to…
Read moreThere’s something I’ve noticed over time, and the more I sit with it, the more uncomfortable it becomes. It is much easier for people who have money to talk about God—how good He is to them, how faithful He has been, how everything worked out in the end. Belief comes easily when life has been…
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