Notice what's different now. Not in some grand way. In the texture of ordinary moments. The way you move through decisions without the old hesitation. The way you hold your presence without negotiating it. The way what once felt destabilizing now just feels like information. Something has shifted. In how life meets you and how you meet it. That isn't coincidence. It's preparation becoming visible. Everything you moved through every truth faced every release that cost you something was building something in you. Quietly. Steadily. A foundation you couldn't always feel but never stopped forming. And now things begin to fall into place more naturally. The ground feels different because you're standing on it differently. You're no longer moving from old wounds. You're moving from clarity. From wholeness. From truth. This is what prepared looks like. Not perfect. Not without uncertainty. Just steady. You weren't waiting for this moment. You were becoming someone who could meet it. And now you do. Nothing from here needs to be forced. It meets you where you already stand.