Sometimes I forget that wholeness isn’t a concept — it’s a practice.
And in this season, I’m re-learning how to live from the place where my thoughts feel and my heart thinks.
There’s a soft knowing that arises when I stop trying to separate strategy from soul — when I allow coherence to come from within, not just from what’s expected around me.
That coherence isn’t always clean.
It’s not always celebrated.
And it certainly isn’t always easy to hold in a world that rewards speed, certainty, and performative clarity.
But it’s my kind of coherence.
A few whispers I’m listening to this week:
- Feel truth, then build from there.
- Let tenderness inform decisions, not delay them.
- Don’t amputate your intuition to fit in a sharper room.
- Let the yes come from your center — not your survival mode.
- If it doesn't hold soul, it won’t hold long-term success either.
This morning, I caught myself trying to make a decision that seemed purely tactical.
I felt my chest tighten.
I realized I hadn’t asked what my heart wanted.
Not the sentimental heart — the knowing one.
The one that sees patterns no data can map.
And here’s the truth:
Some days, my mind still rolls its eyes at my tenderness.
Some days, I wonder if systems built to scale can also make space for soul.
But I’m listening anyway.
Not perfectly.
Not always in harmony.
But with enough trust to stay with both.
Because I’m no longer willing to silence part of myself to make another part appear more successful.
I want to be whole while doing it.
Not perfect.
Not finished.
But finally… fused.
With Warmth,
