I’ve been thinking about this a lot lately. How we love the “sunlight parts” of life .. answered prayers, good news, breakthroughs, the days when everything feels light and easy. And yes, those are blessings. Those moments keep us going. But if we’re honest, those aren’t the moments that grow us the most. Growth happens in the hidden places. In the confusing, heavy seasons we don’t post about. The moments when you feel buried, not planted. When life feels too tight, too dark,

Empath vs. Highly Sensitive Is there a difference? Not too long ago, I was faced with the question “Am I an Empath or am I just Highly Sensitive?” JUST Highly Sensitive !? Every time I asked myself that question I came up with the same thing… JUST Highly Sensitive? Many people believe them to be totally different and some, in the Empath community, believe that if you do not meet certain guidelines you are not an Empath. Well… I believe you are! So what does it mean to be an E

We convince ourselves that life will be better after we get married, have a baby, then another. Then we are frustrated that the kids aren't old enough, and we'll be more content when they are. After that, we're frustrated that we have teenagers to deal with. We will certainly be happy when they are out of that stage. We tell ourselves that our life will be complete when our partner gets his or her act together when we get a nicer car, are able to go on a nice holiday, when we

When I think I can’t do it, a part of me says, “Yes, you can.” When fear tries to stop me, it points out the countless times I’ve walked through my fears. When I want to stay cocooned in my comfort zone, it reminds me of all the times I learned that I could fly. Paying attention, I agree, “Yes, I can!”

Some kindnesses are so powerful they move you to tears. Not because they are grand or loud or monumental, but because they arrive exactly when the weight is too much to bear. A stranger who waits with you on the curb whilst your hands shake. A friend who texts "I'm here" without needing a reply. The colleague who says “take a break for a moment - I’ve got this.” These moments often don’t cost the other person a thing; and yet, they are priceless. Because they don’t come to fi

If only you knew what it took for her to make it to December. If only you knew the battles she fought silently.. those moments no one saw and no one even knew existed. She carried days heavy with grief, nights long with unanswered questions, and months weighed down by disappointment and unmet expectations. She stumbled, yes, but every time she fell, she got up again, even when the world wasn’t watching. If only you knew the tears she swallowed so she could keep smiling. The a

You know, I don’t think we talk enough about the weight we silently hold… the parts of the year we didn’t post about… the days we pushed through even when our heart felt too tired to even try. There were moments you sat in silence because you genuinely didn’t know what to say anymore. There were days when you told everyone, “I’m okay,” even though something in you whispered, “I’m trying… I’m still trying.” And yet… you carried them. You carried the disappointments you didn’t

For a long time, you probably believed that saying yes all the time was the kind thing to do. You didn’t want to hurt anyone’s feelings or make them upset. You thought being “nice” meant always being available, always helping, always understanding even when it cost you your own peace. But the truth is, saying no doesn’t mean you’re selfish or rude. It just means you’re taking care of yourself, too. Boundaries are not walls to push people away .. they’re lines that protect you

“The lines of life” is such a poetic and layered phrase — it can hold many meanings depending on how you look at it. It can represent: • The journey of experience: Every line is a path we’ve walked — moments of joy, heartbreak, growth, and transformation. • The unseen connections: Just as lines weave together to form a greater picture, our choices, relationships, and lessons interconnect to create the story of who we are. • The wisdom of time: The lines etched on our faces

Hope is a practice. It reminds us that hope isn’t just a feeling that comes and goes; it’s something we nurture, choose, and return to daily — especially when circumstances don’t yet reflect the outcome we desire. When we say “hope is a practice,” we recognize that hope isn’t passive—it’s something we actively cultivate through our thoughts, actions, and choices. Just like mindfulness or gratitude, hope grows stronger the more we engage with it. Practicing hope means: • Choo