On the Cusp of the Next Chapter

There is a moment—a breath—right before something new begins. A space of quiet, potent stillness where everything that has been comes to rest, and everything that is about to unfold gathers just beyond the horizon. 

This is where I find myself now. 
On the cusp. 

This chapter has been written with intention, devotion, and a deep honoring of the work that moves through me. Every piece of this journey—every refinement, every pause, every recalibration—has been a practice in trust. In listening. In allowing what wants to emerge to fully take shape. 

And now, it stands. A body of work, a home, a field that we can step into. 
This new website, the words, this offering—it is not just a digital space. It is an invitation. A doorway. A frequency that calls in those who are ready to meet themselves in a new way. A virtual home I longed for since the bamboo floor of my studio.

But before stepping through, I am here.
Savoring. The cusp is sacred.

It is the moment before the inhale fills the lungs. The heartbeat before the dance begins. A pause before the current of life moves me forward again.

And in this space, I drive.
Through the open roads, into the quiet arms of nature, to say hello at my parents’ grave. Before stepping into what’s next, I bring them with me. I let the wind, the trees, and the vast sky hold me as I stand there, feeling the weight of all that has been and the whisper of all that is to come.

I let myself land.
I let myself receive.
I let myself be witnessed by the work that has been created through me.

So I stay here, just for a moment longer. Letting the fullness of this creation settle in my bones. Letting gratitude expand in my chest. Letting the knowing that it is time ripple through every cell.

And when the next breath comes, when the pull of movement returns, I will step forward.

Into the next chapter.

Into what has been waiting for me all along.

“The heart is a thousand-stringed instrument
That can only be tuned with Love.”
– Hafiz