Have you ever found yourself longing to feel something after the moment has passed—wishing you could go back and really let it in this time? I didn’t realize how often I was doing that. I’d hold back in real time, not because I didn’t care or wasn’t present, but because some part of me didn’t feel safe to fully experience it. I thought I needed permission—sometimes from others, sometimes from myself.
In this heartfelt reflection, I share the unfolding of a long-held dream—the Wildflower Ranch—and the quiet inner work of reclaiming worthiness, presence, and peace. It’s a story of softening old beliefs, embodying vision, and learning to let the land find me, one grounded step at a time.
A personal reflection on the quiet strength of being an only child, the guilt of needing space, and the beauty of learning to take that space without apology. Inspired by a simple yet powerful moment, this piece explores the desire to belong while honoring the need for solitude—and the journey toward being fully oneself in community.