Wild Meadows Life Coaching

02/20/2026

Happy Friday, Today...
I will not stress over things
I can't control and I will enjoy this beautiful day!

02/20/2026

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02/19/2026

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02/17/2026

02/07/2026

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02/02/2026

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Three Ways to Hold

The bear walks on, within it glows
a forest sunset that it knows,
reflected in the waters still—
three ways to hold, three acts of will.

Hold your past with grace, not shame,
not as burden, not as blame,
but as the teacher that it was,
the stepping stone to who you are because.

Grace means gentle when you look
at all the chapters in your book,
not punishing yourself again
for who you were and where you've been.

The forest holds the setting sun,
accepting that the day is done,
not fighting what has come to pass,
but letting go with gentle class.

Hold your present with attention,
not with distraction's intervention,
but truly here, awake, aware,
inhabiting this moment's air.

Attention means you're not consumed
by past regrets or futures loomed,
but grounded in the here and now,
the only moment you can vow.

The bear walks firmly on the ground,
not lost in thought or looking round,
but present to each step it takes,
attentive to the path it makes.

Hold your future with hope's light,
not dread or fear throughout the night,
but trust that good is yet to come,
that you're not finished, not yet done.

Hope means believing you can grow,
means trusting in what you don't know,
means opening your heart to see
the possibility you'll be.

The reflection in the water shows
how present mirrors what it knows—
the past held gently, hope ahead,
attention to the path you tread.

These three are how you navigate
through life, through love, through every fate:
with grace for what has come before,
attention now, hope held in store.

The bear carries its forest within,
its past and present, where it's been,
and walks toward futures yet unseen
with hope for all that's in between.

So hold your past without regret,
your present without being upset,
your future without anxious dread—
with grace and attention and hope instead.

01/30/2026

Beautiful- I hope this helps anyone who might need it❤️

I see you.

I know you think I'm gone, that I'm somewhere far away where I can't reach you anymore.

But I'm here.

Not the way I used to be—I can't hold you or call you or show up at your door.

But I'm here.

I see you trying.

I see you getting up every morning even when it feels impossible.
I see you forcing yourself through the day, through the motions, through the moments that used to be ours.

I see you crying in the car.

At the grocery store. At 2AM when you can't sleep.

I see the way you reach for your phone to text me and then remember.

I see how hard this is.

And I wish I could tell you it's okay. That you're doing better than you think. That I'm not mad you're struggling or disappointed you're not "moving on" fast enough.

I'm proud of you.

For still being here. For still showing up. For carrying this weight even when it feels like too much.

I know you miss me. I miss you too. More than I can explain.

I miss your laugh. Your voice. The way you'd tell me about your day.
I miss being there for the big stuff and the small stuff and everything in between.

But I need you to know something: I'm okay. I'm not in pain anymore. I'm not scared. I'm not struggling.

Whatever you're worried about for me—let it go.

I'm okay.

And I need you to be okay too.
Not right now.
Not tomorrow.
But eventually.

I need you to live. Really live. Not just survive. Not just exist. Live.

Say yes to things. Take chances. Love people. Laugh without feeling guilty. Be happy without feeling like you're betraying me.
Because you're not. You could never.

Your happiness doesn't erase me. Your joy doesn't mean you've forgotten. Living your life fully isn't moving on—it's honoring what we had by not letting it destroy you.

I don't want you stuck in the grief forever.
I don't want you putting your life on hold waiting for a reunion.

I want you to be here while you're here. To squeeze every bit of good out of the time you have left.

Because one day—when you've lived and loved and done everything you're meant to do—you'll find me again.

And I'll be right here. Waiting.
With that same smile.
That same love.

And it will feel like no time passed at all.

But until then?
Live for both of us.
I love you.
I always will.
And I'm so damn proud of you for still standing.

Written by: Aimee Suyko - In Their Footsteps