a spark of my own
how does one make time for themselves in adulthood? how does one learn to fill their own cup before pouring into everyone else's? how does one discover what truly lights up their own heart, rather than constantly saying yes to things that make others glow?
lately, it feels as though i've been guided more by expectations than by genuine passion or desire. as though i've become so accustomed to showing up for everyone else that i've forgotten what it means to show up for myself.
how does one find their way back to the things that once made them feel alive? how does one rekindle a spark they've almost forgotten was there?