The Work Still Works (Even When You’re Not “Doing” It)
No Journaling. No Manifesting. Still Aligned.
Yesterday, I had a panic attack.
Not just a flutter of nerves. A real, full-on, breath-stealing, body-clenching wave of “I can’t do this.”
You see, we’ve been preparing for the first show at Gallery 921. I should have been writing, manifesting, affirming.
But I wasn’t.
I was tired. Scattered.
I wasn’t doing my morning mind work. I wasn’t jour…