Spirit
“Faith begins where control ends.”
Imaginary Wings
Only getting heavier
because your wings are growing.
Bigger wings fly higher.
“Growth often feels like weight before it feels like flight.”
When the world
gets heavy on your shoulders,
imagine
it’s your imaginary wings—
only getting heavier
because they’re growing.
Bigger wings
fly higher.
And that’s when the world
becomes as light
as your feathers.
Holding Space
The path grows heavy when you’re alone and unheard. This piece is about presence without pressure—about holding space, breathing through the weight, and realizing that surviving another moment still matters.
“Nothing you say needs fixing. Being heard is enough.”
I support mental health awareness—
because the path gets heavy
when you’re alone
and no one knows how to listen.
The world already carries its own problems.
Still, you ache for acceptance.
For attention that isn’t borrowed.
For affection that doesn’t ask you
to prove yourself.
So imagine this—
I’m holding your hand.
I’m listening.
Nothing you say needs fixing.
Now take a deep breath.
Let it go.
Look—
you’re still here.
And that matters.
Alignment
Alignment isn’t momentum.
It’s not speed.
It’s when nothing inside you
is arguing with the direction you’re moving.
No resistance.
No performance.
Just quiet agreement between who you are
and where you’re going.
Some lives are complicated
because that’s what they require.
Don’t fight the power
with what God puts
in perfect alignment.