On the RYME retreat in Morocco, I kept falling off my surfboard because I couldn’t plant my feet. I’d stand on my tippy toes without realizing it. Later I saw the metaphor clearly. I had been navigating life the same way - tiptoeing around, scared to disturb anyone’s peace. It took time and practice, but I started planting my feet when I walked, talked, and took up space. navigate life grounded in my own space now.