I’ve been reflecting on all the moments I’ve clung tight to, like they were life rafts in a storm. It’s wild to realize that what once felt like survival mode now whispers to be released with tenderness.

This journey of loosening my grip and breathing into the unknown?

It’s making space for life's flow, teaching me that true courage lies in the gentle act of letting go. When I stop forcing and just be, I discover that I’m held by something infinitely wise. Maybe it's in these tender releases that we really find ourselves, wrapped in the loving embrace of the universe's dance.

Here's to trusting the wind to carry us, always.