Last year was one of the only times in my life I truly didn’t know what was next.
It wasn’t one dramatic event. It was accumulation — change layered on change. Redirection. Unexpected no’s. Plans dissolving. A season that kept asking for recalibration before I had finished integrating the last one.
Over time, that kind of year reorganizes you.
Last year, I received a lot of no’s.
Some were clear. Some were implied. Some were doors that didn’t open no matter how prepared I felt. When enough no’s gather, you begin to question everything — your timing, your decisions, your instincts.
Eventually you’re left with only one place to double down: on yourself.
Not in a defiant way. Not in a “prove them wrong” way. But in a steadier way that says this is what I have — my integrity, my attention, my willingness to continue even when I can’t yet see the outcome.
What I noticed about myself during that year was how quickly I wanted to grip.
When things felt unstable, my instinct was to perfect. To refine. To control the variables. To tighten the edges so nothing else slipped. Perfectionism can look like discipline. It can even look like strength. But often it’s just fear dressed up as structure.
Control simply stopped working.
The more I tried to engineer a clean next step, the more life asked me to sit in the in-between.
Letting go has never come easily to me. Change takes a lot out of my system. I feel things deeply. I don’t skim experience — I metabolize it. For a long time, I saw that as something that made transitions harder.
Now I’m beginning to see it differently.
Sometimes I think I’m here to feel things fully — not to drown in them, but to understand them well enough to be of use to someone else moving through their own season of change.
Even in the uncertainty, I could sense something reorganizing — not collapsing.
That distinction became important.
The question shifted from “What’s next?” to “How do I move through this with grace?”
Not performative grace. Not polished composure. But steadiness. A willingness to stay present while things unfold instead of trying to outrun them.
During that year, and into this one, I kept returning to work that helped me regulate instead of react.
The first time I experienced LexyRose Scott’s work was through a breathwork class she held at the studio. It wasn’t dramatic. It was grounding — the kind of experience that doesn’t force anything open. It simply creates space.
We later worked together more personally, and I came to understand her work more deeply.
LexyRose Scott is an intuitive advisor and manifestation guide trained in Holy Fire Reiki, breathwork, and Akashic Record reading. Her work focuses on clearing energetic blocks, regulating the nervous system, and helping people reconnect with their own clarity and direction.
What I appreciate about her approach is that it doesn’t override the body. It doesn’t rush insight. It allows space. It teaches softness without collapse.
Over time, I began to understand something I hadn’t before.
Before expansion comes regulation.
Before clarity comes steadiness.
When I can regulate, I don’t need to control.
When I can soften, I don’t need to perfect.
When I can stay steady, I don’t need to rush clarity.
Below is a practice designed for moments of transition. Not to fix anything. Not to accelerate answers. But to help you stay oriented while life reorganizes itself.
I recorded this with LexyRose for this community.

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