Sometimes, when life feels a little too tight—
when I’ve said “yes” too many times,
when the noise outside drowns out the whisper within—
I go back to the river.

Not always a real one (though real rivers help too).
I mean her.
The river within.

The wild girl.
The barefoot one.
The one I was before I learned to edit, shrink, perform.

She’s the version of me who didn’t ask if she was too much or not enough.
She didn’t question her worth.
She just was.

She played for no reason.
Felt deeply.
Created without a plan.
Cried without shame.
Danced without an audience.
Loved without conditions.

She didn’t need fixing.
She didn’t need permission.
She trusted her rhythm.
She belonged—simply because she existed.

And lately, I’ve been remembering her.
Letting her take the lead.
Not the polished version.
Not the “healed” one.
But the one who knows how to be.

And the moment I do—
✨ The right people appear.
✨ The ideas come faster than I can write them down.
✨ The energy turns magnetic.

That’s the magic of coming home.
Coming back to your essence.
The part of you that was never broken.

So if you’re feeling off, tired, misaligned—
don’t push forward.
Don’t force another strategy or seek another answer.

Go back.
To the river.
To the rhythm.
To the child who already knew who you were meant to be.

She’s not lost.
She’s waiting.
And she still knows how to play.

If this stirred something in you, if you’re ready to meet yourself in the gentlest, most grounded way possible—
come join us inside the Slow Secrets Tribe.

It’s not just a community.
It’s a return.
To soul.
To rhythm.
To you.

With love,
Julie Spark