I’m in a season of patience right now.
Not the soft, gentle kind that feels like a warm hug—but the gritty, uncomfortable kind that stretches you in all directions while whispering, “You asked for this.”

Because I did. I asked for a soul level-up. I said yes to deeper alignment, more truth, more clarity.
And now I’m in the thick of it.
Not doing the work—being worked on.

There’s a quietness to this chapter. A stillness.
And to be honest? I don’t love it.
I feel tired. Lethargic. Foggy. Like I’m in some kind of energetic surgery and all I can do is lay still and let the reshaping happen.
Meanwhile, my mind is doing cartwheels.
“Why is this taking so long?”
“Am I going backwards?”
“Shouldn’t I be more productive?”
“How long will this take?”

And yet… the part of me that knows—the one not caught up in fear or timeline obsession—keeps reminding me:
This is the work.
This, right here.
The waiting. The resting. The allowing.
Letting go of needing to understand it all while I’m still inside it.

So if you’re here too—suspended between who you’ve been and who you’re becoming—I see you.
This space is sacred, even if it feels messy and slow.
Patience isn’t passive. It’s powerful.
And sometimes, the biggest transformation doesn’t come from what we do—but from what we’re willing to let be done to us.

So I’m here. In it.
Not rushing. Not resisting (well, trying not to).
Just holding myself gently in the becoming.

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