You don’t have to figure everything out today. Becoming is allowed to be slow. What would it look like to trust your pace?

You don’t have to figure everything out today. Becoming is allowed to be slow. If you were to trust your own pace, what would it be like?

It’s okay if this season looks different. It’s okay if it’s quieter. It’s okay if it’s finally about you What matters now is “choosing yourself” what would that look like for you right now?

You are not starting over, rather you are returning to who you’ve always been… underneath the roles. Can you still remember who you were before life asked so much of you?

I waited my time, Sent Prayers to the sky No complaints to be had, I fell to my knees with clasped hands Gave up all the power I thought I had, My time has come Because I put it in his hands !!❤️