This I Know

A note to myself, February 2026

Today I wrote something I didn’t plan to write.

It began as a meditation after a medical test, and turned into a quiet reckoning—less a statement of belief than a note to myself.
A reminder of what becomes clear when seeking falls away and stillness remains.

I’m sharing it here, unpolished and unoptimized, because it feels complete enough to let go.

If it resonates, read it slowly.
If it doesn’t, that’s fine too.

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