Let us begin
by centering ourselves.
Listen inward.
As you do,
take a deep breath in …
and let it go.
This past week,
I walked up Mount Baldy —
over 200 steps.
That climb wasn’t just physical.
It mirrored the journey I’ve taken
through loss, uncertainty,
and moments I wasn’t sure
I’d rise from.
And yet — step by step —
my soul said yes.
Maybe you’ve had your own mountain.
Maybe you’re climbing it now.
You’re not alone.
Every step counts,
even the trembling ones.
Resilience isn’t just bouncing back.
It’s returning to center.
It’s remembering who you are
when the world forgets —
or when you do.
It’s staying awake
to what is still possible
in the fog of disappointment.
It’s standing steady —
not in outcomes,
but in something deeper
that holds.
It’s letting your heart lead
when fear wants to close the door.
It’s trusting
that you are carried
even when you feel alone.
You are the one
who remembers
the way back to truth.
And that remembering —
that is resilience.
So I invite you to ask yourself:
When everything else falls away…
what do you return to?
A breath?
A memory?
A quiet knowing?
That place —
whatever it is —
is sacred.
And it’s still there.
And in that quiet returning,
I offer this:
Centered in strength,
guided by inner wisdom,
I rise again,
I am resilient.
And so it is.