After over four decades of a life lived in the wrong direction, I let it all go.

Performative career moves. Curated lifestyle posts. All were deleted. In their place: reading.

Reading led to writing. Writing led to listening. From listening to learning. And that’s where I’ve been…a student of life.

Learning to live life instead of trying to control it. Rebuilding myself. Quietly. Patiently. Daily.

It’s been messy.

Maybe one day I’ll look back on these moments and think, “It was all worth it.”

Right now, there’s only silence.

Sometimes I wonder if I could’ve learned all this another way. I don’t know the answer to that. But I know this: without the silence…I wouldn’t be asking these questions at all.

seneca.