A new beginning, a new belonging

Stop for a moment. Let your gaze soften and release its hold, no need to focus or grasp. Really see. Everything and everyone around you, stretching as far as your eyes and heart can reach, belongs to this world in a way both particular and essential. We share threads of resemblance, yes, but each thread is woven into a singular pattern. There is no other presence in creation that belongs in precisely the way you do. No other being has ever existed, nor ever will, with your name, your form, your fears, desires, or quiet, inimitable expression. You are an intersection of life’s infinite possibilities, a moment of unrepeatable astonishment. Your belonging is not a question. It is a fact.

Let this fact settle into you. Let it dissolve the doubts that tether you, the relentless whispers of insufficiency, the noise that keeps you from hearing the world’s invitation. For if you truly stopped, truly looked, truly listened, you would realize that life itself has been organizing for your arrival since the beginning. Everything and everyone is waiting, not to judge, not to correct, but to welcome. And this belonging you struggle with? It is not a test. It is an offering, a beckoning to inhabit your place fully. Not through more striving or radical doing, but through the courage of undoing the undoing of resistance, of interference, of your restless circling. Belonging is not earned; it is allowed. It is the tender trust that brings us home, here, to this singular moment, the only place we can ever truly be.

So stop. Look around. Life is waiting for you.

portrait of Sonia