I open my heart and I lean in.
Not because it’s easy —
but because something inside me whispers:
This is the way.
The path isn’t linear.
The map is imperfect —
drawn in ink and laughter, in wrong turns and late-night confessions,
in wine-stained journals and the quiet moments no one saw.
And yet, here I am.
Between the lakes and the mist.
Between memory and newness.
Between the ache of what was
and the soft unknown of what’s becoming.
Day 1 of this waterfast…
but maybe, more honestly,
Day 1 of coming home to myself.
Not through striving —
but through stillness.
Through listening.
Through honoring the body that whispers
and the heart that finally listens back.
Let the road unfold.
Let me stay tender.
Let me lean in.
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