Still, I Am Here

I’m not trying to arrive anywhere today.

I’m simply noticing where I already am.

There is a quiet steadiness beneath the noise — a place that hasn’t been chasing, proving, or waiting. It’s been here the whole time. When I pause long enough, I can feel it.

I don’t need to narrate myself into worth.

I don’t need to be chosen in order to exist.

Stillness isn’t absence.

It’s presence without performance.

Today, I let myself stand right here — without urgency, without defense, without explanation.

And that is enough.

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