the last months have been asking me to grow in ways that felt not only uncomfortable, but painful.

that’s how growth works, right? i wonder if flowers hurt when they bloom for spring, too.

then I met the ocean and I realised that it doesnt’ ask to come up on shore, it just does. the tidal movement of our waters often mirror the tidal movements of the ocean: we go up, and we go down, in an infinite moment. but when we focus on the tides only, we forget how deep the ocean is. how the earth that contains it never moves, even when the biggest waves crush on the shore.

what tides can you occupy internally?

how can you, instead of getting out of your own comfort zone alone, extand it, wave after wave?

potent dreams lie in the midst of the tiniest movements, the tiniest intentions.

trust that what you want, it wants you too.

have a great week, dear selflovers.