Ever felt like you’re starring in a movie on mute—going through the motions without feeling the scene? That’s how I’d describe my autopilot seasons. Wake up, work, scroll, sleep, repeat. Weeks blurred into months. The only proof time was passing was the growing number of empty coffee cups on my desk.
Autumn has a way of slowing us down. The air gets crisper, the days get shorter, and suddenly, sweaters and warm drinks feel like soul food. While everyone else is posting pumpkin patches and latte art on Instagram, I’ve found myself gravitating toward something deeper: rituals that anchor me in the here and now.
We’ve all heard the buzz about decluttering our homes, closets, or bookshelves. Minimalism has gone mainstream, with tidy homes and capsule wardrobes gracing every corner of Instagram. But here’s the thing: while a clean living room can spark joy, no amount of color-coded shelves will quiet the mental noise if your emotional life is overflowing.
Personal growth doesn’t always look like a highlight reel. More often than not, it feels like sitting through the same old movie for the tenth time—same plot, same soundtrack, same yawns. I’ve been there: curled up on a Sunday afternoon, scrolling through motivational quotes that blur together in a sea of clichés. “Growth isn’t linear.” “Trust the process.” “Stay consistent.” All true, of course, but when you’re knee-deep in the monotony, those words feel about as exciting as watching paint dry.
Starting over can feel like being pushed off a cliff into the unknown. For some, it represents opportunity, a blank canvas; for others, it’s a daunting prospect, fraught with the echo of past failures and fears of future unknowns.
We all have those moments when we question what success truly means. Is it the glitzy corner office, the hefty paycheck, or the Insta-perfect lifestyle? Society feeds us a one-size-fits-all narrative, but reality is far more nuanced. Redefining success, without setting your current life on fire, can feel like navigating a maze of contradictions—but, if you're anything like me, it's a quest worth undertaking.
As I've journeyed through the ebbs and flows of my own life, the concept of "holding space" has emerged as a pivotal part of how I've learned to navigate the waves. But let me tell you, it wasn't always in my repertoire. The need to hold space is a realization that's grown with me, tangling its roots with moments of hardship, joy, confusion, and everything in between.
