Sometimes healing doesn’t feel like light pouring in.
Sometimes it feels like slowly realizing you’ve been driving with fogged-up glasses. Pulling over, blinking, breathless.
This post is about the things I didn’t know were shaping me.
The blind spots I mistook for wisdom. The patterns I wore like skin.
And what happened when I finally started seeing them.

After weeks of designing, rewriting, and overthinking, Wayfinder Practice is finally live.
This website isn’t just a space for my work — it’s a marker of something deeper.
It’s the moment I stopped waiting to feel ready, and decided to begin anyway.

For me, this isn’t just the start of a practice.
It’s the start of becoming the person who believes it’s possible.

Sometimes we don’t realize how much of ourselves we’ve given away — until it’s time to say goodbye.

Don’t close the story too soon
you haven’t met your next self yet.