More of What Matters
More.
For so long, I thought I knew what that meant. More success, more opportunities, more accolades. More money, more things—because wasn’t that the goal? To build, to achieve, to have?
But now, standing in this season of starting over, more looks different to me.
I don’t crave more things. I crave more peace—the kind that settles deep in my bones, the kind that quiets the noise of comparison and expectation. I want more joy, not just the fleeting kind that comes from achievements, but the type that lingers, that finds me in still moments, in laughter, in presence.
I want more rest. More kindness—both for others and for myself. More stillness, because in the stillness, I can actually hear myself.
The irony of life is that the things I now long for, the things that truly make life meaningful, have always been free.
Living Minimal in a Maximum Life
This phrase keeps playing in my mind: Living minimal in a maximum life.
I’m not sure if it makes sense, but I feel it in my soul. I don’t want less of life—I want more of it. But not in excess. Not in cluttered calendars, busy for the sake of busy. Not in chasing validation from people, places, and things that don’t pour into me.
I want a life that’s full, not just filled.
And in this season of starting over, I’m learning that fullness isn’t about how much I can gain—it’s about how much I can let go.
The Shift From Stuff to Substance
In my 20s and 30s, I was chasing. Seeking. Running after everything and everybody, believing that more meant something tangible.
Now? More means:
More boundaries—because peace is worth protecting.
More presence—because life isn’t meant to be rushed through.
More gratitude—because everything I need, I already have.
More faith—because every time I’ve let go, something better has found me.
You get one life. One.
And I don’t want to spend another decade running after things that won’t run after me.
So here I am, choosing more of what matters. And if this journey of starting over has taught me anything, it’s that I never needed all that other stuff anyway.
I just needed this.
I just needed more of me.