Three months after standing on the cliffs of Soberanes with arms wide open, I return to the summit, not for fireworks, but for grounding. In this field note, I share how nature has become my greatest teacher of coherence: the cliffs that hold, the ocean that breathes, the wildflowers that bloom and rest without rushing.

This is a story about what happens when the extraordinary integrates into the ordinary, when gratitude arrives without bargaining, when the hum becomes the baseline, and when a simple walk in nature reveals that we are the threshold we’ve been waiting for.

If you’ve ever longed for proof that you’ve shifted, this one’s for you.