Weekends fly by now.
So do the days.
There was a time when Friday opened wide. Now it feels like a breath in, a breath out, and it’s Sunday night.
Time hasn’t changed.
Awareness has.
This weekend I tried to learn Instagram. A small thing, really. Yet stepping into a new space always reveals something about you.
My first interaction was negative.
Not dramatic. Just enough to remind me: every room holds both light and shadow.
We are more connected than any generation before us. Every thought, kindness, criticism — transmitted instantly. The world’s consciousness sits in the palm of our hands.
But exposure is not the same as connection.
Discernment is the skill now.
Not every voice deserves your attention.
Not every opinion deserves your energy.
The days move quickly.
The practice is simple:
Move with the world — without letting it move you.
Stay open.
Stay steady.
Choose what lands.
The Lady in the Back Row 