Hey Reader,

There have been two paths living in me for a while now.

One is the path of grief. Of noticing how much feels unstable in the world. Of a nervous system that hums quietly in the background — not in crisis, but not fully settled either.

It’s a powerful path. It deepens you.

But it’s heavy.

The other path is slower — slow by choice.
It looks like tending the garden. Paying attention to light across the floor. Learning the land I live on. Choosing small, devotional acts that steady me.

It doesn’t deny what’s happening.

It simply asks: where is my attention resting?

I don’t think we’re meant to abandon one path for the other. But I am noticing that I’ve been living mostly in the shadow.

And my body is asking for balance.

More steadiness.
More deliberate attention.
More ordinary devotion.

Perhaps the question isn’t which path you’re on.

Perhaps it’s simply — is your attention nourishing you right now?

For now, I’m tending what steadies me.

Big love,
Sarah

PS. If you're local to the Sedbergh area, I'm holding a women's circle on Sunday March 15th — details in the Work With Me section below.