
There are seasons when life rises like a dust storm on the plains -unannounced, unsparing.The days narrow.The air thickens with voices asking, needing, pulling.
And somewhere in the noise,you lose the quiet shape of yourself.
The little things slip first.The slow breath at sunrise.The hand on the kettle.The pause before the world barges in.
It’s not failure.It’s just what happens when you’re a ...

But we can change ourselves.
Wars begin. And wars continue.Between nations. Between groups. Between people.Sometimes even within our own homes – or within ourselves.
It’s easy to point outward.To presidents, to systems, to screens.But how often do we pause… and look inward?
Real change begins when someone dares to feel.When we ask the uncomfortable questions:
What is it in me that keeps resist...

Stress shows up differently for each of us.In the body. In the mind. In how we sleep, speak, move – or freeze.
And yet, we’re often offered the same solutions.Ones designed for productivity, not presence.
At the*dose, we’re noticing something shift.More people are turning to microdosing. Not as a fix – but as a quiet way back to themselves.
So we’re opening up a new kind of conversation:
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