You don’t have to post it.

You don’t have to explain it.

You don’t have to prove it.

You’re allowed to go quiet and let something real unfold where no one’s watching.

Not every truth needs to be shared to be valid.

Not every sacred ache needs to be witnessed.

The world may ask for updates, evidence, or closure—

but your flame doesn’t answer to algorithms.

Let this season be for you.

Your healing. Your silence. Your sacred return.

You don’t have to make it visible to make it real.

Teaching Prompt

Who are you still trying to convince that your healing is real?

What would shift if you gave yourself permission to disappear for a while—not as retreat, but as return?