“You need to go globe-trotting again,” he said.
And for a moment, I smiled.
Because yes… that part of me still lives here.
The one who chases sunsets and sings to the sea.
The one who finds herself in motion — and stillness.

But these days, I crave something deeper.
Not just new landscapes…
but a return to presence.
To laughter that lingers.
To sun-warmed skin and morning light on bare feet.
To oceans that remind me how small I am, and how whole I can feel.

I want slow mornings.
Deep talks.
Work that feels like prayer or art — or both.
Moments that drip with meaning, even in their simplicity.

I don’t want rush.
Or noise for the sake of being seen.
I don’t want to perform to be loved.
I don’t want to shrink to be palatable.

I want to be the version of me that listens more than she explains.
That moves from softness.
That creates from truth.
That honors her own rhythm — not someone else’s deadline.

Not the version who says yes when her whole body screams no.
Not the one who abandons her own magic to make someone else comfortable.

I want people who bring peace with their presence.
Who look me in the eye and speak heart-first.
Who don’t need me to sparkle to be worthy.

The rest?
I bless them.
I thank them.
And I lovingly wave them away.

Kindly.
But firmly.

Because I’m not chasing anymore.
I’m coming home — to myself.

And if you’re craving that too…
if you’re ready to slow down, to remember your wholeness, to create from soul instead of survival…

✨ You’re so welcome inside the Slow Secrets Tribe.
It’s a soft place to land. A brave space to rise. A home for the version of you that’s done performing, and ready to simply be.

With so much love,
Julie