Today began under a heavy sky, cloudy, grey, and soaked in rain. The kind of morning that makes you want to stay curled up indoors, waiting for the world to shift. But by afternoon, the clouds had parted, and the sun broke through with quiet brilliance. The irony wasn’t lost on me. Nature, once again, offering a gentle reminder, the overcast never lasts forever. The sun always finds its way back.
Isn’t that a fitting metaphor for life? Especially in seasons like this, where uncertainty looms and the path ahead feels unclear. The gloom may linger, but it doesn’t define the day. Brighter moments are always on the horizon. Sometimes, we just need to hold on long enough to see them.
Today turned out to be productive. I chipped away at my admin list, one task at a time. There’s something deeply satisfying about crossing things off, it’s a quiet kind of progress, but progress nonetheless. And then, a highlight, catching up with a dear friend. The kind of conversation that’s equal parts laughter, honesty, and soul food. These moments, unfiltered and real, are the ones that refill my cup.
As the week winds down, I’m reminded of the importance of balance. It’s Friday, and that means giving myself permission to pause. This afternoon was spent with a loved one, simply reconnecting. No agenda. Just presence. And that, in itself, is powerful.
We often think of rest as a reward for productivity, but I’m learning that it’s a necessity for resilience. Taking time to breathe, to laugh, to be with people who see you, that’s not a luxury. It’s part of the healing. Part of the rising.
So if your day started heavy, know that it doesn’t have to end that way. Let the sun surprise you. Let connection ground you. And when the weekend arrives, take it as an invitation, not just to rest, but to reconnect, with yourself, with others, with joy.
~Nerusha
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