Returning to Connection

Open-Ended (series)

You may be wondering what’s been happening in my neck of the woods after such an extended absence. The truth is, it’s the same reason I always pull a disappearing act — life got in the way. Or rather, I allowed it to. And so, I haven’t been writing like a “true writer” should. Getting back into writing feels like a challenge at this point. I've lost my groove, and the words feel cluttered. It's overwhelming, but here I am, so let’s pick up where we left off, shall we? Come catch up with me, and I'll give you a rundown of the latest happenings to get things on track.

The last time we connected was around the release of my book Unspoken, back in May. If you didn’t know, yes — I published my first poetry collection, and I’m still excited about it! Unspoken is a body of lessons in love and growth, a collection that weighed on my chest for years, and finally seeing it come to life was both an accomplishment and a release. You can still get your copy if you haven’t yet, and I’ll be sharing more about those indie author struggles in another post. But for now, that release marked the beginning of my unwinding. I suppose after closing that chapter, I simply needed to breathe.

Not long after Unspoken’s release, another milestone arrived: my daughter transitioned from primary school to high school. I knew the time between these events was better spent with her than sitting for hours behind a screen. It’s funny — as mothers, we can’t wait for our children to grow up, but when they do, we long for the days we thought we were ready to leave behind. Needless to say, the summer became bittersweet: filled with quiet joy, acceptance, and the awareness that nothing would ever be quite the same.

I allowed myself to pause in the moments that felt like they were slipping away. For the first time in a long time, I detached fully from distractions and held space to both give and receive the kind of affection that only presence allows. It was more than time off; it was a deep reckoning with the reality of my mortality and the solemn realization that my child was no longer little. I sat with those truths and tried to give them new meaning to soothe the conflicting emotions simmering inside me. It was raw, sacred, and I cherished it.

My relationships flourished, too, because I shifted focus. Instead of putting emphasis on being productive, I leaned into what I value most: returning to connection. And I’ll be honest, it wasn't easy; it felt like climbing a mountain. It took lots of mental effort and grace to step outside of solitude. Over these past few months, I only knew how to be a mother, a friend and a wife; but it was grounding, fulfilling, peaceful and exactly what I needed.

Looking back, it may not sound like much has happened, but for me, it’s as if I stood still and time ran by me. I want to realign with my passion and return to depth. More than that, I want to simply be — to live in the fullness of presence, not productivity. With that, I have every intention to post more. But I’ll be doing so at my own pace, no rush. I’m looking forward to seeing how life unfolds. I hope you’ll walk alongside me on this journey, the path of least resistance. I hope you’ve been well, and I’d love to hear how you’ve been reconnecting with yourself, too.  

Until next time — walk good.

Want to dive deeper? My book Unspoken is available now. It’s a piece of my heart, and I’d be honoured to share it with you.

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As an author and seeker, I’m passionate about the ever-evolving journey of self-discovery. Through my writing, I share lessons, experiences and reflections on growth and transformation—inviting others to explore along the way.

Here’s to striking the balance, unearthing truth and embracing the authentic self.

Let's Evolve Together.

Jebu Vivet

Founder of E.I.R.E.

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