There is a transformation that happens when we release control and surrender to the uncertainty of becoming. True growth often begins in the discomfort we try so hard to avoid, where each imperfect step carries us closer to the life we’re meant to live. It is in the letting go that we begin to move freely, trusting not in perfection, but in the power of persistence.

There comes a moment when the familiar no longer feels like home. When the stillness we once called safety begins to shrink the soul. It is in the asking, in the small and trembling steps forward, that we begin to remember who we are becoming... and who we were always meant to be.

There comes a time when comfort grows heavy, and sameness settles like a shadow upon the soul. The heart begins to crave color. Bold, wild, and unexpected. It is in stepping beyond the edges of the familiar that we find life’s truest hues, waiting to be seen.

In the stillness of dawn, I rose with the weight of unshed tears pressing against my spirit. There is a battle within me. A choice between surrender and survival. And though the fight is heavy, I choose to stand, to press forward with fortitude.

In the space between thought and action lies a steadfast resolve. The willingness to release. To trust that preparation is enough and to step into the unknown. It is in surrender, not control, where freedom and growth are born.

Sometimes, the bravest thing we can do is take a chance - and the wisest thing we can do is walk away. A year long journey in a job that wasn’t the right fit taught me invaluable lessons about perseverance, self-awareness, and the dignity of leaving without burning bridges.

True joy is weightless, unplanned, effortless. But what happens when happiness is a choice, yet the smile does not come? A reflection on reclaiming the freedom of genuine joy.