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  • Push Anyway

    Push Anyway

    As soon as you make a move to add serious value to your being, life comes through like a van with no windows and Free Hugs painted on the side. Creepy and chaotic. The internal arguments that you can’t even discuss will have you knowing everything will be okay and on the verge of a…

  • Becoming Stronger in the Surrender

    Becoming Stronger in the Surrender

    The moment where I stop wrestling with what isn’t mine and stand in what is. The check‑in. The part where surrender becomes a return to myself. The joy that rises once the weight is gone. The transition into color, ease, and forward movement. Surrender is shaping me quietly. And I’m becoming stronger inside it.

  • Surrender Doesn’t Follow My Calendar

    Surrender Doesn’t Follow My Calendar

    There are moments when I get so focused on the process — the schedule, the timing, the order, the “supposed to” — that I forget why I’m doing any of this in the first place. Today I caught myself trying to keep up with a calendar I created… instead of keeping up with the God…

  • The Midpoint of Surrender

    The Midpoint of Surrender

    Well once again I’m at another midpoint in my journey, and I have to admit it’s hitting completely different than it did when I was evolving in Evolution or establishing my foundation in Foundation. Whew, this part right here — surrender — has challenged me in ways I didn’t know possible. So much that I’ve…

  • The Dry Place That’s Still Growing Me

    The Dry Place That’s Still Growing Me

    I’ve found that the place between letting go of what was and surrendering into what’s next can feel lonely and a little nomadic. In that in‑between space, you’re not where you were, but you’re not quite where you’re going either. And even when you try to talk about it, most people don’t understand — and…

  • Before I Say a Word

    Before I Say a Word

    Before I say a word, my presence speaks first. The alignment, the quiet, the willingness — it all shows up before the language does. This is the story of what enters the room before my voice ever joins in.