12/01/2026
About a month ago, I was hiking in the rainforests of Hawaii (a 50th birthday dream 🌈), and I realized something about the way we move through life.
In the middle of the hike, the guide asked if I wanted him to take my backpack.
It wasn’t heavy, and yet I immediately said no.
I felt comfortable with it.
More than that, I felt stable with it.
As if taking the backpack off would somehow make me lose my balance.
Only later did I realize how similar this is to the emotional baggage we carry.
Many times, it’s not even that “heavy” anymore, but we’re so used to it that letting go feels scary.
Like, what would happen if we put the bag down? Would we float away? Lose our balance?
And maybe it’s the opposite.
Maybe without that weight, it’s actually easier to walk. 🐾🐾🐾