🌿 The Grove Journals #20
The Space That Finally Exhaled
There’s a moment in healing that no one really prepares you for.
It isn’t loud.
It isn’t dramatic.
It doesn’t arrive with triumphant music or golden light shooting out of the ceiling.
Sometimes it shows up when you’re standing barefoot in your kitchen
with a can of green beans in your hand,
a tired body,
and a counter you haven’t seen clear in… longer than you want to admit.
Last week, I had one of those moments.
🕯️ This post is part of The Grove Journals series—where I show up real, unfiltered, and rooted in the messy middle of my creative and healing journey. You’re welcome to sit with me here. 🐦🔥
