hi love ❤️

I wanted to share an aha moment I had this week.

What’s being revealed to me right now is just how much of my life was built from the predictable. I was taught that safety only existed in what was certain, logical, and proven.

But I’m realizing more and more—I’m not coded that way.

I was laying on my couch listening to my mentor talk about how she loves being in the stretch… in the space of uncertainty. Because to her, that means growth. Expansion. Evolution. And as I listened, something in me clicked even deeper.

Just the day before, I had a moment that showed me exactly who I am versus who I was taught to be.

I was driving home after picking up my kitty (who’s been recovering and needing extra care lately), and I called to give an update and share my excitement about planning an upcoming experience in Costa Rica.

I started sharing how we’re looking at venues, setting dates, and how three spots have already been claimed—half the group already confirmed. I was lit up talking about the vision, the magic, the transformation this retreat will hold.

And mid-sentence, I got cut off with:

“You’re crazy! You’ve never even been to Costa Rica. You don’t know what to expect—where the food is, or how anything works—and you’re planning a retreat there?!”

Without missing a beat, I said:

“F**k yes I am! My soul led me here. Why would I get stuck in the details when the vision is this clear? The details will fall into place. It’s going to be a transformative portal. I don’t need certainty to move.”

The response? Total anxiety. “My stomach is in knots—I couldn’t even fathom doing that.”

And in that moment, I giggled. Because most of my life, I’ve longed for this kind of conversation to go differently—for support, for celebration, for someone to mirror back the size of my dreams.

But what I realized is… we’re just wired differently.

I move in uncertainty.

She waits for certainty.

I plan for the best.

She prepares for the worst.

I expect miracles.

She expects disappointment.

I dream.

She dreads.

I create from the present moment—from vision, from possibility.

She chooses from the past—from fear, from what’s already been lived.

And there’s no judgment in that. It’s not wrong. It’s just different.

But it made me ask:

Where are you trying to get people to see what they are simply not wired to see?

To do what they cannot do?

To believe in what they’re not ready—or willing—to believe?

Where are you pouring your life force into proving something to people who’ve already decided what they think is possible?

Where are you hoping someone will be who they are not?

This is especially hard with family—because we hope. We long for them to fill a certain role. To “get it.” To support us in the way we crave.

But this isn’t a picture-perfect life. This is real.

God gives us the raw materials, and we get to decide what to build with them.

Maybe, just maybe…

You’ve had different tools.

Because you desired more.

Because someone inspired you to reach higher.

Because you were always meant to walk a different path.

But I promise you—no one dragged you into your expansion.

You chose it.

You became it.

So maybe… it’s time to stop dragging others.

See them for who they are. What they’ve chosen.

Be grateful—for what they could give and what they couldn’t.

And then—put yourself in the rooms with people who see you.

People who move in uncertainty.

Who dance with fear.

Who don’t need a blueprint before they leap.

Who feel the pull and say yes with their whole body.

None of this is about being better or worse—just different.

But maybe, just maybe…

You’ve tried to shrink into a box you were never meant to fit in.

You forgot your way.

You are the one who creates change—by being it.

Stop waiting for others to become who you need them to be.

Be who you need.

i love youuuuu

xx

Whit