Some days, the message asks to be written.
Other days, it asks to be lived first.

Yesterday whispered what today dares to move.

You may not have all the words.
You may not know what you’re stepping into.
But the rhythm is real. The invitation is humming beneath your skin.

There’s a reason you paused.
There’s a reason you're ready now.

Spirit says:
Let the quiet become momentum.
Let what stirred in silence become the steps you take in light.

You haven’t fallen behind.
You’ve been listening longer than you realized.

Now, walk like you heard it.
Even if it’s slow. Even if it’s sideways.
Even if it’s messy.

You are still in rhythm.

🜁

With love in the in-between,