Life happens, you roll with it, like you rolled into the vineyard.
Your experiment failed, or did it? If you learned something, it didn't fail you got data to learn from and came back different, better, until your next experiment, you don't have to stop just because May is over!
This moved me deeply, Arya. The way you allowed the “failure” to lead you back—not through force, but through listening—is the very essence of creative living. I’ve felt this too… that quiet ache of burnout, the desire to vanish, to see if anyone would notice. And sometimes they don’t—but what matters is we notice. We return to ourselves. Your vineyard moment feels like a sacred detour, a reminder that expression doesn’t have to be loud to be necessary. Thank you for letting us witness your reshaping. You're not alone in this beautiful mess.
Life happens, you roll with it, like you rolled into the vineyard.
Your experiment failed, or did it? If you learned something, it didn't fail you got data to learn from and came back different, better, until your next experiment, you don't have to stop just because May is over!
This moved me deeply, Arya. The way you allowed the “failure” to lead you back—not through force, but through listening—is the very essence of creative living. I’ve felt this too… that quiet ache of burnout, the desire to vanish, to see if anyone would notice. And sometimes they don’t—but what matters is we notice. We return to ourselves. Your vineyard moment feels like a sacred detour, a reminder that expression doesn’t have to be loud to be necessary. Thank you for letting us witness your reshaping. You're not alone in this beautiful mess.