A life is rarely one life. We evolve through countless small endings and beginnings — each one a quiet death, each one a rebirth. Transformation isn’t an event but a continual unfolding, a long remembering of who we truly are.
Category: Journal Entries
thoughts, ponderings, experiences and lessons learned. or, something deep and life-changing.
A moment comes when the excuses fall away and the truth becomes impossible to ignore. What you do next — that’s where your real life begins.
We’ve been told to “fake it until we make it,” as if pretending our way through life will somehow bring us truth. But pretending has a price — one paid in authenticity, integrity, and the quiet collapse of self.
We spend much of life trying to balance what feels unbalanced, as if the measure of a good existence were found in juggling health, work, purpose, spirit, and love without letting any piece fall. But beneath all our striving lies something older and more essential — the ground itself, the first principle without which no pillar can stand: authenticity.
We like to think we have time — that tomorrow or next year we’ll finally sit down and give life to the things that matter most. But time has never been ours to control. This piece is a reminder, to myself as much as anyone, of what’s lost when we wait, and what’s possible when we stop waiting.