🌸 Sip Journal Title: This is Me, Writing Posted: August 16, 2025 The only guarantee we carry is this: someday, our time on earth will cease to exist. Words have always been a dear friend of mine. From an early age, they gave me a place to pour feelings onto paper— what I was thinking, what I was aching for, what I needed the world to know. But I spent most of my adult life too afraid to share them. Fear of criticism silenced me. That fear was planted in childhood, when my creativity was not fostered, but hidden. Hidden in journals. Hidden in poems. Hidden in short stories never read aloud. Being a writer never felt like a way to succeed. It didn’t even feel like a way to be happy— even though, when I was alone, my characters became my best friends. Writing was my secret. It was laced with sweet passion, but never shared. I wrote anyway. Searching for meaning. Searching for myself. My 20s carried me across the world— to places I never dreamed I’d see, to friends who changed me, to cultures that taught me how to live. I’ve known success in business and life. I’ve been blessed with mentors who pushed me, believed in me, and lit my path forward. And then… 7 Cups changed everything. It showed me that my experiences carried value. That others saw worth in my words— the same worth I had hidden. It revealed that my writing was always meant to be shared. The only one who ever held me back was me. So here I am. An artist. An adjuster. But also—finally— a writer. This is the final transformation. The moment I stop hiding. The moment I say: my words matter. My view of the world matters. My voice makes a difference. I will still climb roofs. But I will also build with words. I will grow through stories. I will connect with souls. To me, this is living. This is purpose. This is planting seeds that may grow in someone else’s heart. I know the road won’t be easy. There will be rejection. There will be acceptance. But choosing to walk it is what truly matters. No one remembers the money. They remember the impact. So I will celebrate my failures and my triumphs. I will be present for both. And I invite you to walk with me. Find your purpose. Find your passion. Give more than you receive. Love without condition. And let go of what no longer serves you. If you have 70 years or 100— live them fully. Live them for the fire in your chest. Live them for your passion. For that is your purpose. ✨ Sip of Truth: Your purpose is not found in what you hide—it’s found in what you dare to share.
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