There’s a pause before the knowing comes. A space that isn’t quite clarity, but isn’t confusion either.
It’s the breath before words form, the moment before the realization lands. A hush.
We don’t always trust that space.
We want answers now.
We want to see the path ahead, to name what’s coming, to fill the silence with certainty.
But some truths don’t arrive on demand.
They gather themselves in the quiet, taking shape in the stillness.
What if we didn’t rush them?
What if we let the hush be what it is, pregnant with meaning, alive with something just beyond reach?
Maybe the knowing isn’t late. Maybe it’s waiting for us to be ready to receive it. <3
Today take the time to reflect on this…
What are you on the edge of knowing? What is stirring in the quiet, waiting to be heard?
Be kind to yourself,
AP