When You Are Always Trying, But Never Quite Blooming

 A soft space to rest, reflect, and reconnect with yourself. These notes are whispers — for when you’re not sure what to do next, but you need to hear something real.

Sometimes, you just need someone to say: “You’re right. This is hard. I get why this hurts.”

Not advice. Not a reframe. Not “look on the bright side.”

Just a hug in the form of words.

Because what no one sees is how long you’ve been trying.

You give ideas, energy, time, and presence. You cheer others on. You plant seeds in their gardens and celebrate their blooms. And you’re proud — you are. But under that pride is a quiet ache.

Why do I always feel like I’m in third place, no matter how hard I try?

Why does something always seem to block my full bloom?

 Maybe you’re not even sad — just worn out. You’ve been through seasons. You’ve reinvented, restarted, and stayed hopeful. And still, there’s this invisible weight: I know I’m gifted. I know I’m meant for more. So why is it always just…almost?

You see others — maybe younger, maybe more resourced — finding clever ways to blend creativity with sustainability. You’re happy for them. But something in you whispers, What about me? And then immediately, I shouldn’t feel this way.

But here’s the truth:

You’re not wrong for feeling what you feel.

You’re not negative. You’re not ungrateful.

You’re just deeply, deeply human.

Some seasons ask us to pause. To question. To sit with the truth that we’re tired, not from doing too little, but from carrying too much for too long. Especially when it feels like we’re always almost there.

And if nothing else:

Take one night to sit under the stars and whisper, “Help me see what’s next.”

Not as a demand, but as a prayer.

You don’t have to carry this all alone.

A Gentle Practice

For when you want to move from spinning to softening.

🌙 Reflect — Journal Prompts

Where in my life do I feel like I’m always trying, but rarely arriving?

Who or what blooms because of me — and do I feel acknowledged in return?

If I stopped chasing “more,” what would I hope finds me instead

🫶 A Self Check-In

Sit in a quiet space. Close your eyes. Breathe. Then ask yourself:

Am I tired from dreaming, or from not being seen?

🙏 A Prayer to Carry

Dear Spirit,

Help me know the difference between being still and being stuck.

Show me where my energy wants to go, and where I can rest without guilt.

Let me release the chase, and receive the clarity I need.

Remind me: I don’t have to bloom fast — I just have to stay rooted.

I am listening.

I am open.

I am held.

Amen.