A Letter Before the Stillness
What a week. What a wildly unexpected, soul-affirming, doors-opening kind of week.
I began it one way, in my head, uncertain, a little tired, and I’m ending it with this deep, full-body knowing: something has shifted.
On Tuesday night, I gave a speech that felt like it poured straight from my soul. It was raw, real, and something I’ll remember for the rest of my life. The feedback afterward lit me up in a way that reminded me: the vision I’ve held for Thrivewell Estate is landing. Not just as a concept, but as a living, breathing possibility. It’s beginning to root in other people’s hearts, too.
Then the momentum picked up. Our special permit process officially began. I heard from potential collaborators, some of whom I’ve quietly hoped would join this journey. And things I thought I had lost came back, only this time… more aligned.
But it wasn’t just the outer progress. Something internal changed, too. Today, while I was simply running vacation errands, I felt this overwhelming wave of calm. A voice inside said: You made it. You passed through the threshold. And I believed it.
The pressure, the fear, the second-guessing, it had loosened its grip. I could feel my body relax into this quiet, radiant truth: Everything is okay.
As if to confirm it, a red-tailed hawk swooped so close to my car window I nearly gasped. It was the second one this week. The first appeared Wednesday, right after a hard moment. My mom always told me to watch for red-tails. That they mean something. That they show up when you’re stepping into clarity, purpose, and protection. I’m taking it as a sign: you’ve crossed into the next chapter, Kelley.
And now… I rest.
Tomorrow, I’m heading to the beach for a much-needed vacation. I’ll be quiet for a bit, just a few scheduled posts here and there, but mostly, I’ll be sitting in stillness. Letting the ocean hold me. Letting myself feel what it means to have made it this far.
Thank you, truly, for being here and witnessing the real-time becoming of this dream. I won’t write another letter until I return next week, but know that I’ll be carrying this community with me in the quiet.
With so much love and trust in what’s unfolding,
Kelley