This is Mira’s story—part fiction, part reflection, wholly honest.(Each chapter will end with a note from her writing, signed as your trusted friend.) Mira's Story: Call It What It IsWhen everything gets spoken out loud. The house was quieter than it had been all day, but not silent. Dishes clinked softly in the sink. Music… Continue reading Chapter Thirty-Two: Call It What It Is
July: The Month of Integration If June asked me to inhabit the bloom,July asks me to integrate it. This is the month of arrival.Of full circles and long exhales.Of walking through doors I used to only stand outside.Of becoming the version of me I once only imagined. My card for July is The World —completion, coherence, and… Continue reading July: The Completion & The Initiation
This is Mira’s story — part fiction, part reflection, wholly honest.(Each chapter will end with a note from her writing, signed as your trusted friend.) Mira's StoryWhere the unexpected feels like belonging Mira didn’t expect to see him. She was wearing leggings, an oversized sweatshirt, and yesterday’s mascara. The grocery store wasn’t even her usual one, just… Continue reading Chapter Fourteen: A Beautiful Interruption
June: The Month of Embodiment If May asked me to receive the bloom,June asks me to embody it. This is the month of ripening.Of warm skin and bare shoulders.Of long days and late conversations.Of desire waking up and asking for more. Last month was about noticing what was beginning.This month is about letting myself live… Continue reading June: The Season of Yes
This is Mira’s story—part fiction, part reflection, wholly honest.(Each chapter will end with a note from her writing, signed as your trusted friend.) Mira's Story: The Farmers MarketNo butterflies. Just sun, sweetness, and a quiet beginning folded into a card It had been a week since the dinner, but the afterglow hadn’t quite worn off.… Continue reading Chapter Seven: The Farmers Market
This is Mira’s story — part fiction, part reflection, wholly honest.(Each chapter will end with a note from her writing, signed as your trusted friend.) Mira's Story: The Whisper Before the SilenceThe soft unraveling before everything changes, when you feel it before you know it. Cole came in quiet. Not the kind of quiet that… Continue reading Chapter One: The Whisper Before the Silence
Sometimes it feels like the universe is giving your heart pop quizzes. You meet someone. You feel a flicker... something promising, alive, tender.You open, maybe cautiously, maybe even a smidgen braver than usual.And just when you start to wonder, “Could this be something?” It stalls.There's silence.A shift.An unanswered message.An echo where presence used to be.… Continue reading You’re Not Being Tested. You’re Being Prepared.
I didn't know that healing would feel less like a glow-up and more like a demolition site with great lighting. It’s sold to us as a tidy arc: breakdown, breakthrough, soft lighting, thriving. A before-and-after montage with just the right filter and a sudden yoga habit. But real healing? Real transformation? It’s messy. It’s confrontational.… Continue reading This Isn’t the Glow-Up They Promised
I thought I’d know who I was by now. And while I know myself more deeply than ever, there are still pieces of me shifting, reshaping, becoming. But maybe the most honest thing I can say is: I’m in the in-between. Not lost. Not broken. Not spiraling. But not fully arrived either. On the cusp,… Continue reading The Art of the In-Between
Confessions of a Late Bloomer Part 15 What I Thought It Meant to Be a Man or a Woman When I was young, I was told I could be anything.Do anything.And I believed it. For a while. But then the messaging started to seep in, quiet at first, like a draft under the door.You know… Continue reading This Doesn’t Fit
