Just One Step,
Just a Tippy Toe...

There are so many paths that lead us to a life less lived.
Unpredictable, elusive, limiting, lonely.

No one plans it.

A place where plates pile and spin, where roots and vines can trip, and a path unknown appears before tentative toes.

A space where taking steps into the bravezone isn’t a choice.
It can feel abrasive, not empowering.

Less smelling the roses and more, untangling the brambles.

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But take a moment, notice the bramble protecting, warding and bringing sustenance. Not all is as it seems...