Quietly, I’m making space


Hello Reader,

There’s no easy way to say this, so I’ll say it the way I say most things:
Gently. Directly. And with complete love.

I’m clearing my email list.
Not out of ego. Not out of scarcity.
But because this space is sacred.
And I don’t believe in sending words to inboxes that feel more like exit doors than invitations.

If you’re not opening these emails…
I don’t take that personally.
But I do take it seriously.

Because the work I do isn’t entertainment.
It’s soul excavation.
It’s mirror and reckoning and return.

And if you’re not opening it — that tells me something.
Not about your worth.
But about your readiness.

And I honor that.

Some seasons aren’t for confronting.
Some are for cocooning.
Some are for silence, numbness, distraction, or survival.

If you’re in one of those — I hold no judgment.
Just a soft, clean boundary:

📩 If you opened this email — you’re safe.
You’ll stay.

If you didn’t?
This is where we lovingly, quietly part ways.
No hard feelings.
No shame.
Just spaciousness for both of us to be exactly where we are.

Because this list isn’t about growing numbers.
It’s about gathering the ready ones.
The ones whispering:

“I want to remember who I was before I started performing my life.”

If that’s you — stay.
If it’s not — go with grace.

Always,

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