We move through our days surrounded by miracles we barely notice. The smell of rain on the pavement. The rhythm of someone laughing from another room. The first sip of morning coffee. The way light dances across a wall in the late afternoon. They’re small, simple, fleeting. And yet, they hold the essence of life…

In a world that never stops moving, pausing feels almost rebellious. We’ve been trained to measure worth in motion — how much we do, how fast we do it, how many boxes we check before the day ends. The busier we are, the more validated we feel. But busyness isn’t the same as purpose, and…