Sometimes, the waiting is where the miracles happen. It may not look like progress from the outside – no milestones, no applause, no recognition; but beneath the surface, something sacred is softening, shaping, becoming. The in-between holds a wisdom of its own, asking you to surrender control and simply be with what is.
In this space, you are invited to witness the parts of yourself that only emerge in stillness: the patience you never knew you had, the courage it takes to stay, the grace of letting go of timelines you once clung to. Trust isn’t built in the leaps forward – it’s built in the quiet moments where nothing seems to move, yet everything is subtly shifting within.
You’ve been taught to look for the big moments — the leaps, the breakthroughs and the loud yeses… the real magic?
It lives in the quiet in-betweens.
The mornings where you get out of bed without clarity but choose to show up anyway.
The nights where your heart aches for something more where you stay soft instead of shutting down.
Trust isn’t forged in fireworks; it’s built in the stillness, when you’re unsure and still say to yourself — I’m here, I’m listening, I’m staying.
There’s something sacred about that space — the not-yet, the waiting, the gentle breath before something blooms.
It’s where your intuition grows louder.
In the silence.
Where you remember your own rhythm. Where you stop chasing timelines and start honouring your timing.
This is where your courage is quiet and your faith is tender and still — it’s enough.
You’re just in the part of your story where the foundation is being taking place for beautiful, big, great things 💫
love & positivity ✨ phi
