“When the Spark Goes Quiet: Finding Light in the Middle of Grief”

May was supposed to be a month of blooming, of bright ideas and fresh beginnings.

Instead, it became a month of quiet.

I lost my dog, Cooper—my heartbeat, my little shadow—and I’ve been sitting in the middle of that silence, trying to find myself again.

Grief isn’t something you can plan for. It doesn’t follow a schedule. It doesn’t care about launches or blog posts or creative calendars. It just... shows up. And when it does, it demands your full attention.

So, I paused. I gave myself permission to not post, to not create, to not pretend everything was fine. And I want to thank you—for your patience, your understanding, and your presence even when I had no words to give.

In the stillness, I’ve started to hear the whispers of inspiration again. And I’m learning that it’s okay to begin again slowly—with tenderness, with softness, with grace. Grace...

If you’re moving through grief of any kind, I hope you know you’re not alone. We can bloom again, even from broken soil. Remember this....