Greater than the storm, I am the storm

Sometimes, in the middle of chaos, when the storm feels too strong, the air too thick, and everything in you begins to suffocate you; you are meeting one of your greatest teachers. It's not about how you react. It's about how you respond. Not in grand, heroic gestures, but in the smallest inhale, and the tiniest exhale.

We are not meant to be superhuman. We are meant to be real. We are imperfect, emotional, and ever-evolving. It's in the moments that feel like too much is when we discover our deepest well of strength. I've been struggling lately. We all have and will again at some unforeseen juncture.

l've felt alone. Moments in my life, I slow down to look around and notice. Some people who were once near, now orbit from afar. Others I thought would show up have ghosted. And that’s okay. That is life. Every person, every meeting is a teacher, and within those meetings, are lessons. These moments, as heavy as they feel, offer a choice. To feel helpless and hopeless or to meet the moment as a lesson or a deeper remembering.

We are not meant to depend on others for our strength. We are meant to find it. To become it. When we look outward, we may be met with loss, grief, and unmet expectations. But when we look inward:

We find truth. Certainty. And something unshakable. So today, if you're struggling, I see you. I hold space for you. Please remember, “everyone you meet is fighting an invisible battle”. One you may never see or understand. So walk gently. With grace. With compassion. With love. Always. And please, hear me when I say this: I believe in you. You are never alone. Not within your mind. Not within your body. Not within your spirit. Not within your Self. You are held, even when it feels like everything is falling apart.