There is a quiet kind of exhaustion that comes from replaying things you cannot change. Conversations that already ended. Decisions already made. Outcomes already set in motion. Your hands are empty, but your mind keeps gripping anyway. We tell ourselves we are being responsible. That if we think about it long enough, worry hard enough,Continue reading “The Second Letting Go”
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I Love My Job (and That Shouldn’t Be Rare)
I love my job. Saying that out loud still feels a little strange, almost like I need to qualify it or soften it. Like I should quickly add, “Not every day,” or “I know I’m lucky,” or “Of course, there are hard parts.” And all of that is true. But none of it changes theContinue reading “I Love My Job (and That Shouldn’t Be Rare)”
The Weight You Were Never Meant to Carry
Somewhere along the way, many of us quietly take on a role we were never officially given. Fixer. Stabilizer. The one who makes things better. If someone is struggling, you feel it’s your responsibility to step in. If something is broken, you instinctively reach for the tools. And if people around you are hurting, youContinue reading “The Weight You Were Never Meant to Carry”
The Energy I Choose
Somewhere along the way, I realized how exhausting hate really is. It drains you quietly, like a phone on low battery that never quite charges back up. You tell yourself you’re fine, that holding onto that resentment or anger is justified — but deep down, you know it’s just heavy. It eats at your peace,Continue reading “The Energy I Choose”
Magnetic Thoughts: The Pull of What You Believe
Ever noticed how some people seem to attract good things effortlessly? It’s not luck—it’s the quiet power of the mind doing its work behind the scenes. The law of attraction—beautifully described in Rhonda Byrne’s book The Secret—isn’t just a catchy self-help idea. It’s a simple but powerful truth: what you think, you attract. Think ofContinue reading “Magnetic Thoughts: The Pull of What You Believe”
Smarter Than Me, Stronger Than Us
There’s this unspoken fear many of us carry in the workplace: the worry that if someone is smarter, sharper, or quicker than we are, it somehow makes us less valuable. It’s almost instinctive, this defense mechanism that kicks in when we feel like we’re not the smartest person in the room. But here’s the truthContinue reading “Smarter Than Me, Stronger Than Us”
Taking Back the Power You Never Meant to Give Away
We rarely realize how much power we hand over to other people every single day. It happens in subtle ways — a co-worker’s offhand remark ruins your mood, a friend’s delayed reply leaves you spiraling, or a stranger’s criticism online makes you question your worth. None of these people own you, yet their opinions andContinue reading “Taking Back the Power You Never Meant to Give Away”
The Hidden Cost of Being Right
We live in a world that rewards sharp minds, quick rebuttals, and the ability to win an argument. From boardrooms to family dinners, there’s often an invisible scoreboard keeping track of who had the last word, who proved their point, who “won.” But here’s the paradox: you can win the argument and still lose whatContinue reading “The Hidden Cost of Being Right”
Where Your Power Lives: The Art of Returning to Now
Anxiety has a way of pulling us into a place that doesn’t even exist yet—the future. We start imagining scenarios, predicting outcomes, and worrying about things that haven’t happened. Our minds race ahead, leaving our bodies behind, and suddenly we feel overwhelmed. The truth is, anxiety often thrives when we live too far forward. ItContinue reading “Where Your Power Lives: The Art of Returning to Now”
Keep Moving, Keep Becoming
When you stay still thinking, you sink in doubt. When you choose motion, your way works out. We’ve all been there—paralyzed by overthinking, running through every possible “what if” until the weight of uncertainty holds us back. Standing still can feel safe, but in truth, it often traps us in doubt. Motion, on the otherContinue reading “Keep Moving, Keep Becoming”
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