grounded purpose and fearless becoming

weekly reflection

grounded purpose and fearless becoming

A quick reminder that I’ve stepped away from the usual rhythm of life to engage in some intentional silence and reflection (and a break from my devices!). In lieu of a full /rōot/ awakenings post this week, I offer the following reflection to keep us grounded in connection and care. Regular posts will return the week of February 16. Wishing you a beautiful week ahead! 🩵

In solidarity + gratitude,


i will feel rooted

even as I stretch toward the sky—
a balance of grounded purpose
and
fearless becoming.
-
dimple dhabalia

reflection prompts

  • What thoughts or sensations do you notice in your mind and body as you read the quote above?
  • How might you stay rooted in your purpose even as you stretch toward growth as you navigate the ups and downs of being human?

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