Growth doesn’t start with a grand reveal—it starts quietly, under the surface. A seed sits in the dark for a while before it breaks through the soil. It doesn’t rush, doesn’t question its worth, doesn’t panic because nothing’s blooming yet. It just waits, trusting the process written into its very being. That’s how I’m learning…
Where Growth Really Happens
Growth doesn’t always come with clarity or clean edges. It often shows up in the middle of the unknown—when I’ve left something behind but haven’t fully stepped into what’s next. That in-between space, the one filled with questions and second-guessing, is where so much of my becoming takes place. Starting fresh isn’t neat. It’s not…
Grief and Depression: The Weight I Didn’t Choose
Some days, I wake up and it feels like there’s a stone in my chest. Not sharp—just heavy. It’s not dramatic or loud. It’s just there, making everything slower. Grief has a way of folding itself into the smallest moments. It sits quietly in the pause between tasks, in the way my coffee cools too…
Seasons of Work, Seasons of Me
The earth doesn’t stay the same all year. It blooms, sheds, rests, and grows again—without apology. There’s no shame in winter. No guilt in spring. And I’m starting to see that my career, my path, can be just as cyclical. There are times when I’ve pushed, achieved, climbed. And there are times when I’ve paused,…
The Sin of Knowing
I came across something recently that honestly stopped me in my tracks. It said that the whole idea of original sin comes from the story of Adam and Eve — and their so-called sin wasn’t murder or betrayal. It was knowledge. They ate from the tree of the knowledge of good and evil, and for…