Suspended

“There is a place between falling and flying that most of us never learn to trust.

Wrapped in flowing silk, a body finds grace in suspension — not in the arrival, not in the return to ground, but in the tension held between the two. What looks like strength is actually a kind of surrender. What looks like surrender is actually the deepest kind of trust.

We spend so much of our lives afraid of the middle. Afraid of the transitions, the unresolved, the seasons of our life that refuse to name themselves as beginning or ending.

This piece isn’t asking you to reach a destination.

It’s asking you to notice what already holds you.

What in your life is asking you to stop bracing — and simply let yourself be held?”