A letter from the quiet between things

Hi lovelies,

The world is spinning fast right now. Deadlines, headlines, noise. Everyone seems to be racing toward something. I didn’t write this letter today because what could I possibly say that would cut through the chaos?

But then I remembered:
I’m not here to cut through it. I’m here to hold space beneath it. So this is not a newsletter. It’s a small pause. A breath. A homecoming. You don’t have to be caught up. You don’t have to be ready.

You’re already here.