11/11/2025
Iāve caught myself feeling little waves of envy when I come across those posts of women living slow, grounded lives, surrounded by nature, animals, beautiful gardens, herbal healing, and simple freedom.
You know the ones that make you pause and think, āWow⦠I wish my life felt like that.ā
I envy that lifestyle.
But envy has always carried such a negative connotation, that little voice that says, āYou shouldnāt feel like this. You should be grateful for what you have.ā
But yesterday it hit meā¦
What if envy isnāt something to fix?
What if itās your soul craving what itās meant to have, showing you what peace could look like for you?
Maybe envy is actually recognition, your soul whispering, āThatās what peace feels like for me.ā
Itās not about wanting what they have.
Itās about remembering whatās already inside you thatās craving expression.
So now, instead of comparing, I listen.
I ask: what part of this is calling me home?
Maybe itās the simplicity. Maybe itās the freedom.
Maybe itās the reminder that my nervous system feels safest when life is slow, connected, and real.
And maybe⦠itās not envy at all.
Maybe itās alignment whispering, āThis is the direction your soul wants to grow.ā