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Chances are, you’ve followed a breadcrumb of curiosity.
Maybe something stirred while reading — a sense of being seen, or a quiet ache you’ve been carrying.
You don’t need to explain it perfectly.
You only need to notice that something inside you wants space to be heard.

 

Let me ask you this:

• What have you been silencing just to get through the day?

• Where in your life do you feel like you’ve disappeared?

• What would you say out loud — if you knew you wouldn’t be judged?

• Who are you now that the roles have shifted and the dust has settled?

• What truth is knocking gently, but you keep brushing it aside?

 

If any of these stir something in you — even if you can’t name it — you’re not alone.

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It’s okay to feel small.
It’s okay not to know.
I’m here.

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Sometimes it can feel like standing at the bottom of a flight of steps — unsure how to begin, or whether you even have the strength.

That little child inside you might feel lost or afraid.

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But that first step?

It’s not about knowing the whole path.
It’s about listening to that nudge that says: maybe it’s time.