Home to Myself

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I’ve spent so long searching — for meaning, for direction, for something outside myself to give me the feeling I now carry quietly within.

And the truth is, I thought I was building this website for my son.
To leave something behind. To make sense of myself so he could understand me one day.

But what I see now is this:
I built it for me.

To give myself something I never truly had.
A place where I’m not edited or evaluated — just seen.
A place that holds the fragments of my soul with gentleness.
A place I can return to when I forget who I am.

It may not be complicated.
It may not be flashy.
But it’s perfect for purpose.

Because it reflects what’s real.
It reflects me.

I’ve done something for myself — fully, intentionally.
I’ve created a home for my truth. And that matters.

What’s more, I can finally feel it:
My soul is nourished.
My energy is returning.
My intuition is alive and trustworthy.
And I’m not looking for answers anymore.
I’m not even looking for clarity.

I’m simply sitting with myself — and trusting what comes.

That’s the real shift.
That’s what it means to embrace authenticity.
To stop performing and start belonging — not to others, but to myself.

No one can take that from me.
Because I didn’t get it from anyone else.
I found it here.
Inside.
Quiet.
Honest.
True.

And now that I’ve found it, I don’t need to understand it.

It just feels right.

And that is enough.