Dear Heart,
You may not see it yet, but something is unfolding for you. Not always quickly. Not always in the way you imagined. But quietly, beneath what you can measure or control.
There are days when waiting feels like standing still — as if life is happening everywhere else but not here. Yet stillness is not absence. And delay is not denial. What is written for you will not miss you.
So soften your urgency. Loosen your grip on the outcome. Breathe in the space you are standing in. You are not forgotten in this moment — you are being held within it.
There is a wisdom in timing that the heart learns slowly. And sometimes, what we call “not yet” is simply life being careful with us. Even now, something is taking shape. Even now, you are becoming someone who can receive it.
With patience,
The One who writes your story already knows its ending.









