My Hello is a Question

4 poems, 1 week & infinite gratitude

Beloved,

With so much information in the world, I often pause to ask myself: Should I share this? And for what purpose?

If it feels like I’m just adding to the noise or offering something I haven’t fully lived, I go for a long walk and reconsider.

This week, I managed to walk 10 miles before admitting that no amount of thinking would yield an honest answer.

I want to be of service, yes. But this newsletter was never meant to be a channel of endless content. It’s always been about fostering deeper connections—authentic, quiet, mutual. When I touch back into that truth, I realize I don’t need to fill the space between us. Sometimes, I just need to say hello and ask a question or two.

So instead of sending what I had planned, I’m sharing four poems, written in the early hours over the past seven days, and I pose a reflective question after each.

I invite you to meander with me through a week of doubt, transformation, relationship, and holding on. You may, however, prefer to just rest here and know this: within these black letters, flattened against this white screen, there is inked a sincere love for your presence and the resonance that binds us to the deeper life.

Even if we’ve never met, I trust our hearts already have.