This past week has been a blur, heavy with the realization that my father is gone. There’s a strange numbness to it, as if the actual grieving can’t quite take hold because life keeps pulling me in too many directions. Yet deep down, I know that grief has a way of working its way through the heart, whether or not we’re actively ready to feel it.
Right now, I find myself at a peculiar crossroads, like a battlefield where the ghosts of past ways of thinking, feeling, and doing clash with new insights trying to take root. It’s disorienting—old habits and mindsets still hang on, stubborn as ever, but there’s also something undeniably different making itself known, urging me forward. These growing pains, this mixture of birth and death, have left a fresh mark on my spirit, reshaping how I see and feel and how I approach each day.
Art, mindfulness, and meditation have been my companions through these shifts, grounding me in ways I didn’t expect. Art allows me to take the intangible emotions swirling inside and bring them into form, to make sense of the chaos through creating. There’s something healing about sculpting—seeing stone transformed through careful effort and focus. It’s a reminder that even the hardest, most unyielding parts of life can change shape, given time and intention.
Mindfulness helps me stay with what’s here, to be in the present moment, as messy as it feels. Meditation offers a reprieve, a way to quiet the noise just enough to touch a bit of calm amidst the storm. Through these practices, I’m finding a space to process everything happening within and around me, a space where I can simply be, even when words fail me.
This journey has also influenced my work. Just as I’m experiencing this push and pull, my businesses are also evolving, almost in step with these personal transitions. The rebranding of the Empowerment, Growth, and Success Institute feels like a reflection of this season of change—a fresh start that still honors what came before. This duality of “coming and falling away,” of bringing new things to life while letting others go, echoes across all aspects of my life. It’s as if I’m being guided to release what no longer serves me, in business and in spirit, to make room for something that feels truer.
Life, loss, growth—all of it is connected, a continuous cycle of letting go and embracing what’s next. And while I don’t have all the answers, I trust that there is meaning in the movement, in the ebb and flow. For now, I’ll continue leaning into these practices that anchor me and trusting that, just like in art, sometimes we don’t need to know where we’re going for it all to come together in the end.
