Beautiful Soul,
your life does not need to be extraordinary
to be sacred.
There is holiness in making tea.
In lighting a candle as the day softens.
In sitting quietly with your own thoughts.
The sacred lives in the golden edges of ordinary moments.
The
Beautiful Soul,
hope is the thread that remains
when everything else feels unraveled.
It weaves itself through pauses,
through rest, through moments of not knowing —
reminding you that this story is still being written.
Trust the gentle turning of the
Beautiful Soul,
there's a moment before becoming
when the world holds its breath.
The path is not yet visible,
but your soul already knows
something is shifting in the unseen.
Honour this quiet turning.
It is holy ground...
