Maybe you’re tired in your bones.
Maybe the world feels like it’s tilting sideways.
Maybe part of you wants to slam the door and hide under the doona.
I get it.
You are not broken.
You’re responding to a world that keeps asking too much of you.
You’re feeling what so many have gone numb to.
And still —
You get to keep a scrap of wild joy in your pocket.
You get to laugh at the absurdity.
You get to find beauty when and where you can.
Not because you’re pretending everything’s fine.
Because it isn’t fine.
And you’re allowed to be light anyway.
Lightness is not a betrayal.
It’s a rebellion.
It’s how we stay human when everything else is trying to turn us into stone.
And listen
You don’t have to do it all by yourself.
There are still hands reaching back for yours.
There are still voices ready to answer when you call.
The world frays – but so do the threads that tie us closer.
You are not alone.
You were never meant to be.
So today:
If you need to cry, cry.
If you need to rest, rest.
If you need to howl at the moon a little – well, I’ll meet you outside.
And if you can, even for a heartbeat —
Savor something.
Anything.
One good song.
One sip of tea.
One ridiculous pigeon strutting like it owns the street.
One slant of light that reminds you the sun still rises.
That’s enough.
You’re enough.
Still here. Still breathing. Still becoming.
Hand on heart,
Kaama 🌿
