Healing

Stop the fearing. Shut off the news. Turn off social media.

Honouring purpose, connection, and tradition gives us the trunk of our tree. Without it, we sway wildly, constantly reaching outward for meaning, identity, and belonging. When we are untethered from our own lineage, we can begin to crave what feels lacking in our lives - a deep, quiet void that cannot be filled with consumption, trends, or borrowed identities.

Here is the hard truth many avoid: The thinking, beliefs, and behaviors that created the problems of today cannot be the same ones that create something new.

But what does it say about us when we continuously accept the scraps of life, love, and energy?

The truth is; we can’t go back and change what happened. This is not new information. So why do we keep dragging the past into the present? Why do we hold onto old hurts like anchors?

Perhaps true peace begins not in the world, but in the individual willing to stop fighting - even for just one breath - and see the other not as an enemy, but as a mirror.

There comes a point in life - usually somewhere after we’ve lived enough, lost enough, and learned enough - where we finally look back and see our paths with clearer eyes. The paths we chose. The ones we avoided. The people we held on to - and the ones we let go. The things we did. The things we didn’t do.

To want someone or something is beautiful. It’s human. It’s desire, creation, love. But to need it for your self-worth, identity, or belonging - that is where we falter... When we can discern our wants from our needs, we stop projecting our emptiness onto others. We stop blaming them for not being enough. We start becoming enough for ourselves.

It is often difficult to define me. To place me neatly into a category that makes “normal” sense to this linear world. When people ask, “So, what do you do?”  I often chuckle, not out of confusion but out of good humor - because, truly, that is a good question. What do I “do”? When I think back to childhood, I remember how often adults asked that same question in a different form: “What do you want to be when you grow up?” My answer then, and still now, is honest - I don’t kn

But somewhere along the way, the world decides it needs to shape us - to make sense of us, to fit us neatly into boxes so it can teach, manage, and explain what it doesn’t understand.

To go against nature is to go against ourselves. For the same current that turns seed to tree flows through our very veins.

We need defenders and protectors. We need nurturers and healers. Just as much as we need shelter and structure. No more, no less than we need food and water.