Joy is Hiding in the Cracks

💔 From My Heart to Yours

I am in the thick of heartbreak — soul-heavy, crisis-deep.I show up a little disheveled, a little weary. Please forgive that.

But as I support you in your emotional storms, I choose to be brave with mine.Because honesty grows intimacy — with self, with love, with community.

Today, I went on an intuitive walk. No route, no map.I followed the voice of my desire as my compass.It led me to a shadowy green invitation, a bent log waiting.

There, in the hush of autumn, I sat with the quiet ways of falling leaves and fading light. I touched a small glimmer of joy, a sacred prayer of tranquility and hope.

Because when your body is in S.O.S. mode,

Joy hides in the cracks.

But tiny rituals hold potent alchemy: A pause, a reach, a whisper. Nature. Touch. Words.

They stitch me back to beauty. They stitch me back to love.

This is real self-care — with wild-hood.

🌿 Your Ritual: Cracks of Joy

1. Step outside (or sit by a window). Close your eyes.

2. Whisper one small desire into the air.

3. Touch something around you — a leaf, your own skin, your cup of tea — and breathe slowly.

4. Ask yourself: Where is the wild-hood beauty today?

5. Hold it close, even if it’s tiny.

✨ Bonus:

Write it on a scrap of paper and tuck it into your pocket — carry that ember with you.