Low Energy Isn’t Always Something to Fix

Lately I’ve been thinking a lot about how easy it is to feel overwhelmed—by the news, by life, by everything we’re carrying day to day. I know I’ve been feeling this lately.
And when things feel like a lot, the question becomes: How do we stay grounded in the middle of it all?
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“Be gentle with yourself. You’re doing the best you can.” ~Unknown
For years, I believed self-awareness was the answer to everything.
If I could just understand myself better—my triggers, my patterns, my childhood wounds—I would finally feel calm. Stable. Healed.
So I read the books. I journaled every night. I replayed conversations in my head, analyzing what I said, what I meant, and what I should have said instead. I studied my reactions like they were puzzles waiting to be solved.
At first, it felt empowering.
I was becoming “conscious.” Reflective. Emotionally intelligent.
But slowly, something shifted. Instead of feeling …

“Vulnerability is the only path through the wall that separates us from each other.” ~Brené Brown
Every time I share something deeply personal—an article, a post, a piece of my story somewhere or to someone—there is a part of me that lights up with energy. I feel a sense of urgency, a pull to share now. A belief that some humans will need to hear it, relate, and feel less alone. And often, it helps me make sense of my own experiences, too. Even if I’m not always conscious of it, there is a higher reason guiding me.
Storytelling is …

“The loneliness of the connected age is not about being alone. It’s about being unseen in a crowd.” ~Unknown
For a long time I thought I was broken.
Not in a dramatic way. In a quiet, persistent way—the kind you learn to manage so well that most people can’t tell, and eventually you almost can’t tell either.
I had a full life by any external measure. Work I cared about. People around me. Invitations to things. And yet there was this gap I couldn’t close—a feeling I can only describe as being on the wrong side of glass. Present in …

“You can’t go back and change the beginning, but you can start where you are and change the ending.” ~C. S. Lewis
I started life in a poor household with one parent who left when I was very little, never to be seen or heard from again, and another who stuck around but made it very clear I wasn’t wanted and I had ruined their life by existing.
For some reason, I never had any contact from either of their parents, my grandparents, and very little to no contact from their wider families.
So, as a young child, I knew …

“The wound is the place where the Light enters you.” ~Rumi
I watched my son get hit by his father, and something inside me finally broke open.
Not broke apart. Broke open. There’s a difference.
For years, I had absorbed the chaos. I had made myself smaller, quieter, more accommodating. I had convinced myself that if I could just love harder, be better, try more, something would change. But in that moment, watching my child suffer at the hands of the man who was supposed to protect him, I understood with absolute clarity that nothing I did would ever …