I’ve spoken this before in recent months, but it bears repeating—because for many, it remains the hardest thing of all:
To stand tall within your own truth.
To speak—not with
There is a moment in the mystery of becoming human—subtle, primordial, untraceable—when we forget. We forget what we are.
In that forgetting, a fracture appears. Not in truth, but in perception.
There is a music beneath all things. It does not begin and it does not end.
A presence-centered reflection on what self-care truly means—
not as indulgence, but as a sacred act of return.