There was a morning when you couldn’t make yourself believe it anymore.You were tired of hoping, tired of pretending that...
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The Current
The Current is where timing becomes its own kind of language. It’s the unseen rhythm that carries you forward when effort no longer works. These writings explore flow, delay, and divine timing — the quiet choreography behind what arrives and what doesn’t. You’re not late. You’re being moved by something wiser than urgency.
