And these days, I allow myself to get lost on purpose because I know that I'll always find my way. I still don't always have the right answers, but I trust my ability to figure it out. And if I get it wrong sometimes, I may feel frustrated at first. But then I breathe. And I give myself grace. And I try again. And I'll keep trying and trying as many times as I need to. Because I may give up on unaligned paths and what my heart knows isn't for me, but I'll never give up on myself. And I'm still not yet where I want to be, but I'm able to step back and recognize how far I've come. And I have bad days. Hard days. Heavy days. I get frustrated and angry. I feel sad and hurt. And I start to question the purpose of it all and wonder if my life really is just random —maybe none of this ever had any meaning at all. But I no longer stay in that place for very long. Because all I have to do is step outside and watch the sky and I can feel it-there's something more that I can't quite see. And these days, I don't hide from the thing that scares me like I used to. I may hesitate, but in the end, I'll walk toward my own discomfort if it means creating the most honest and beautiful life I can imagine for myself. And slowly, step by step, breath by breath, I navigate this path. And I trust what I can't see but what I can feel. I honor my own magic. And I stay true to my beating heart.