Dear First name / Friend

 

Sometimes we are attuned to our unique gifts, and we feel compelled to amplify our mission in the world. We can feel ourselves letting life dance through us, an abundance of gratitude to be here, now, in this form. This ease, however, is not meant to last forever. Harmony is not the absence of struggle; harmony is making space for the struggle and the ease. 

 

Our gifts are ever-changing, and in the varying seasons of life, some recede while new ones rise to the surface. And so, it follows that there are times we are uncertain of our future. If, in the face of this uncertainty, we tighten in fear, stop taking risks, or tense with anxiety, we lose our authentic rhythm. Instead, we must sit in the mystery of which gifts will be called next —a profound process of waiting, open and trusting, that our next dance in this world will indeed be revealed. 

 

This space of surrender is where I am writing to you now. I don’t have a clear sense of what lies ahead. As my book proposal is reviewed and critiqued by others, I lie in wait for what I will learn. What feedback will be offered to me that will shift my course in some unknown way? What will 2026 look like for me? Am I on the right path?

 

 

In this discovery, I notice myself wondering, in this dance between myself and creation, what is in the space between? What magic does it hold? Invisible particles rise and fall, interacting with you, and inviting you towards synchronicity—the beautiful, clumsy dance of our lives. I keep touching into the truth: I am the dancer and the dance itself. I am creation, and also, in relationship with creation.

 

 

This understanding is my life raft as I navigate the unknown and sit humbly at the threshold of uncertainty.