The Architecture of a Quiet Life: Lessons from my First Year of Independence
This past year, I realized that for most of my career, I was a master at building houses for everyone else while my own foundation was cracking. Stepping into independent consulting and jewelry making wasn't just a business decision; it was a desperate, beautiful act of self-preservation. I’ve spent 365 days unlearning the ‘hustle’ and relearning the rhythm of my own breath. I have had to confront the uncomfortable truth that I was often the first person to advocate for someone else’s rights and the last person to advocate for my own rest and wellbeing . The rituals have been my anchors. When I smudge my laptop and phone, I am not just clearing ‘energy’;I am setting a boundary against the noise of the world. I am saying that my peace is not for sale. Whether it’s the discipline of a gym session that honors my body’s strength or the simple joy of trying something new on a menu, I am finally learning to be present. I am no longer running away from my past; ...