Some conversations end and you forget them before the next sip of tea. Others linger. They echo. They soften something inside you or crack something open. You walk away changed—not because the words were perfect, but because the space between you felt real. I’ve been thinking about that kind of conversation—the kind that feels like…
There’s a question that haunts most creative work: What is this for? Is it going to be shared? Will it earn money? Does it make sense? Will people like it? Is it original enough, useful enough, good enough? Somewhere along the way, we’re taught that creativity must be productive. That making things is only worthwhile…
It’s not just that we’re distracted. It’s that distraction has become the default. Somewhere along the way, our attention stopped belonging to us. We lend it out all day long—to apps, updates, headlines, feeds. And in return, we get the illusion of connection, productivity, entertainment. But something deeper slips away: our stillness, our focus, our…
I used to think meaning only lived in the big moments. The birthday candles, the graduations, the goodbyes and homecomings. I waited for significance to arrive like a spotlight—loud, sure, obvious. But somewhere along the way, life taught me a different rhythm. A quieter one. It started slowly, like most important lessons do. I began…
It’s strange how often you can be somewhere and not really be there at all. You sit in a room and your mind travels three time zones away. You walk through a quiet park, but your thoughts race louder than your steps. You talk with someone you love, but your attention hovers behind your eyes…