This year, I walked through more grief than I thought I could handle. There were many moments when I was sure I would break. Sometimes I still feel like I might. This was not a year of gentle transition or peaceful endings. It was a year that felt cruel. I willingly left an ecosystem I loved more dearly than I had ever loved anything. I left a life that had grown thick with meaning and texture. I miss my dog and my old cat Hector with an ache that doesn’t leave. I miss feedin

I refuse to organize my life around the narrative of self-development. I say that as someone who was not just a consumer of it. I was a vehicle. I was a coach. I spoke the language fluently. I helped move others along the same conveyor belt I was standing on myself. I believed in growth. I still do. But what that industry quietly demanded was not growth with an end point. It demanded perpetual motion. Self-development was always about more . More insight. More healing. More r