Honouring Cycles and the Courage to Be Ourselves

I’ve been sitting on this letter for weeks, maybe longer. It’s been like stewing in a slow-burning pot of confusion, self-doubt, and procrastination, but mostly, a deep need to just have space to process everything happening inside and around me. If you’ve been with me since the beginning, you might have noticed a pattern. Or maybe not. But there is a pattern – a cyclical ebb and flow of my creativity and energy that I’m finally acknowledging and giving myself permission to honour. If you...