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My father once told me: "Always right now baby Just burn and light the darkness with your flame Be fearless in bearing your soul For that is the true light Be true to your heart Be kind to your mind Love those around you Keep yourself as clean as possible Watch where you step Precious things grow in the most unlikely of places. Take the time to spend there In those small precious moments and places" And now here I am, fully grown, standing in my kitchen, emotionally moved....

Theres something truly fascinating about bird watching as if any of us are really out here with spare time tucked neatly into our back pockets, ready to just slow down, look up, and notice things. And yet there he is. This tiny, redbreasted nuthatch, completely unbothered by my existential crisis, my to do list, my need to feel like I’m doing something important. He’s just.. chiseling away at a tree. One microscopic fleck of bark at a time. No rush, no applause, no five year

There’s a strange paradox in healing generational trauma. It’s the most undull, extraordinary journey I’ve ever been on rich with emotion, breakthroughs, reckoning, and rising and yet, from the outside looking in, it appears... boring. Like I’ve chosen the slow lane. Like I’ve traded chaos for quiet in the most uneventful way possible. But I know the truth. Because there are these moments still, sacred ones where I pause long enough to really feel everything I’ve survived. An