back in La for the fifty-leven time.. (life update)

Still feeling grounded, intentional, & guided by purpose, there’s something about LA that keeps pulling at my spirit. I’ve tried to leave this city behind more times than I can count, yet somehow, I always find myself back here—answering its quiet call. This time, instead of resisting, I’m learning to surrender, to stop fighting the current and simply let myself be present. There’s a strange kind of magic here, the kind that peels back your layers and shows you the truths you’ve been avoiding. It’s confronting at times, but maybe that’s exactly what I need—because facing those truths is what keeps me growing.

Being here — or anywhere — is still a journey, and I’m beginning to embrace that. Somehow, even with all its chaos and unpredictability, LA feels like a place where pieces of me settle into place. There’s an energy here that dares me to stretch, to dream bigger, and to walk into spaces I once felt unworthy of. So this time, I’m not coming back to run from anything—I’m coming back rooted, intentional, and clear about who I am. Maybe LA and I do have unfinished business, and maybe now I’m finally ready to receive what it’s been trying to teach me all along.

I’m learning that there’s a quiet kind of power in surrender — in loosening my grip and letting life unfold the way it’s meant to. There’s a gentleness that comes with trusting that whatever crosses my path in this season is here to shape me, stretch me, and bring me closer to the truest version of myself. It isn’t always easy, but there’s something sacred about saying yes to the unknown and allowing it to reveal what I didn’t even know I was searching for. For the first time, it doesn’t feel like I’m chasing anything at all — it feels like I’ve opened the door, stepped aside, and invited it all in.

So now I wonder — what are you willing to surrender to let life surprise you?