There are moments in life when everything gets just a little too loud. Not just externally—but internally, too. Your thoughts swirl, your creative clarity fogs, and you can feel your inner child tapping at the glass, asking for room to breathe.

So, that happened to me. And like the main character of my life, I took a side quest and went to Nicaragua.

Not for the thrill, the flex, or the photos—but for the quiet and recalibration. For the silence I knew I was craving.

There’s a quote I’ll never forget—lyrics from a voice that shaped a generation (who we now lovingly refer to as Anon):

“I just needed time alone with my own thoughts. Had treasures in my mind but couldn't open up my own vaults. My childlike creativity, purity, and honesty is honestly being crowded by these grown thoughts...”

That part.

We live in a world where we're always performing, producing, proving. But what happens when your soul says: “Nah—I need quiet. I need to hear me again”?

That’s what this episode is about.

I’m revisiting a video I recorded on my YouTube a while back—a reflection on the power of silence, sparked by lessons from a tea ceremony. Let this be your permission slip to tune out the noise and tune into your own frequency.

To take a breath. And if you feel so inclined, go silent.

See what speaks. Receive what’s yours, muse.

Muah. No bars. 💋

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