When the river fights back...

Hey love,

I read something the other day that cracked me wide open.

Read it again. Slowly this time.

Because fck… that hit.

How many times do we paddle harder, force stronger, try to make it work — just because we’re scared of what it would mean to let go?

To stop paddling isn’t failure.

To turn the boat around is self-trust.

I know what it’s like to keep swimming against the current… just to prove you're strong enough to survive something you were never meant to stay in.

But what if the universe isn’t testing your strength?
What if it’s whispering — this isn’t your river?

Maybe your “stuck” isn’t weakness.
Maybe it’s sacred redirection.

Maybe the friction is just truth, rubbing up against your refusal to listen.

So today, I’m not giving you a to-do list.
I’m handing you a pause.

🌙 What in your life feels consistently challenging, like you're always fighting it, that you could stop, breathe, and gently… let go?

You don’t owe your energy to what isn’t aligned.

You don’t need to keep proving your worth through pain.

You’re allowed to choose ease.
You’re allowed to turn the f*ck around.

That’s not giving up.
That’s OFH.

With you, always
M x