Komorebi

I don’t know what shifted.Maybe I’m too tired. Maybe I’ve cried enough. Maybe something inside me just loosened, finally, after holding on for too long.I was driving—nothing particularly special about that. The sky wasn’t extraordinary. The road was the same one I always take. The weight of my worries hadn’t disappeared. My husband is still … Continue reading Komorebi

Accumulation

I don't want to accumulate things anymore.Clothes? My wardrobe is proof enough—full beyond reason.Shoes? Three pairs for running, three for casual days, two for formality.Bags? More than I need. Enough is enough.This year, I am shedding.A quiet moratorium on shopping feels right.It aligns with the word I’ve chosen to guide me: peace. I feel lighter … Continue reading Accumulation

Morning

Have you practiced self-care this week? Lately, I’ve been leaning into movement—working out to stay grounded and writing to untangle my thoughts. Mornings have become my sanctuary. I light the day with intention, hoping—quietly, deeply—that today will be the one. The one where things click into place, where I can finally exhale the breath I’ve … Continue reading Morning

In-between

Dear Universe, Thank you—for this beautiful chapter of my life, for the quiet miracles, the lessons wrapped in light and shadow. And now, I feel you stirring me toward something new.Is that what this is? A turning page? Yes, I’ve been sending you my wishes, my whispered prayers—mostly about the weight of this financial strain.I … Continue reading In-between