When the fire goes quiet... trust it.

Your ebb is just as sacred as your flow.

Last week…
I wasn’t in it.

Work felt heavier.
Focus felt harder.
Ambition the thing that usually pours out of me effortlessly felt… distant.

And of course, my first instinct?
To fight it.
To force it.
To try and "fix" myself back into the version of me that’s driven, on fire, smashing goals.

But here’s the honest truth:
Fighting it never works.

Every month without fail there’s a week where my energy shifts.
Where my body slows.
Where the fire inside me dims.
(Always, beautifully, predictably, synced to my cycle and yet somehow still surprising me every f*cking time.)

And still...
I resist it.
I wrestle with it.
The self talk is far from, loving supportive and kind.

But today?
Today the fire came back.
Just like that.
As if it had never left.

And it reminded me yet again (why oh why is this a surprise every single month)
that my power isn’t in forcing myself to be “on” all the time.
It’s in trusting the cycle.

The rest is part of the work.
The stillness is part of the strategy.
The quiet is part of the becoming.

So if you’re in a season where you feel a little slower, a little softer, a little less "productive"...

This is your permission slip:

You’re not broken.
You’re in rhythm.

You don’t need to force yourself back into flow.
You need to trust that the flow will find you again.

Because it will.
It always does.

🌙 Be patient with yourself. Your soul is working, even when your hands are still.

I definitely don’t have this one all worked out yet.

With love (and a lot more self-compassion this time)


Mary-Anne x