About this episode
Send a textThis is the in-between.The bridge.The space where the old life still feels familiarbut the new life - one I’ve dreamed of, plastered on my vision board, journaled about, done the inner work for - isn’t fully integrated yet.This part?It’s the shaky wood-and-rope bridge hanging over a canyon.It creaks. It sways. Some planks are missing.But I can see the other side.And I’ve already come too far to turn back.No one’s coming to save me.No one’s going to walk it for me.So after the breakdown, I pick up the pieces.I take the next step.Starting where I am.Using what I have.Trusting the path will rise to meet my feet.Here’s to all of us bridge-crossers.Taking one shaky, brave step at a time…knowing we’ll make it.You keep going. So will I. 🫶🏻Support the show
