I was thinking about today: what wants my attention this week that I keep pushing aside?
Not the loud stuff. The quiet thing underneath, the one that keeps showing up in my journal, in my body, in the song I can't finish.
Pausing long enough to hear it counts as work. So I'll start: this week, I want to give more attention to the part of me that creates without needing it to be perfect.
What about you? Finish this sentence: "This week, I'm choosing to return to myself by…"