Spirit
“Faith begins where control ends.”
Astro (Grounding)
Not because I’m lost,
but because my natural state is movement.
“Celestial by design.
Rooted by survival.”
Leo. Aquarius. Pisces.
Which means I’m Aang.
I’ve mastered everything
except grounding.
No earth-bending.
So I float—
looking for foundation.
Not because I’m lost,
but because my natural state
is movement,
perception,
depth—
more than solidity.
Someone to Talk To
I didn’t need answers.
I didn’t need saving.
I just needed someone
who could sit with the weight
without trying to move it.
There are moments when your phone feels heavier than usual.
Not because it’s ringing—but because it isn’t.
No one to call.
No one who would understand the version of you that showed up today.
That’s when I call on God.
Not for answers. Not for escape.
But because silence has a way of telling the truth.
He doesn’t flatter me.
He highlights what’s right and what’s wrong—
the things I’ve done well,
the things I keep pretending weren’t choices.
My sins.
My deeds.
And somewhere in that stillness, I realize something else:
I’m not the only one who needs someone.
Everyone is carrying something unseen.
The mistake is thinking the answer lives outside of us.
We chase conversations, validation, connection—
scrolling, reaching, explaining—
while the signs inside keep flashing the same message:
Empty.
Hopeless.
Maybe rejected.
But the life I’m living,
the choices I’ve made,
didn’t come from their perspective.
They came from mine.
That’s when it settles in.
This isn’t the moment to be understood.
It’s the moment to become responsible.
To sit with myself long enough
to hear what I’ve been avoiding.
If there’s no one to talk to,
this is the time
to let that someone else
be me.