Slower, Wealthier, Happier

I didn’t hit a wall.
I didn’t crash and burn.
I didn’t spiral into a meltdown that made me “rethink everything.”

Nope.
This isn’t one of those stories.

This is softer than that.
And also bolder.

This is me—right now—choosing to say something out loud that I used to only whisper.
Something I’ve tucked away, watered down, or rewritten to make more “palatable.”

But not anymore.

Because today, I’m saying it with my full chest, soft and bold at the same time:

I want more.

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More of What? Everything That Makes Life Yummy.

I want more joy.
More beauty.
More laughter-filled mornings and long, luxurious afternoons.
More conversations that make me cry and giggle at the same time.
More connection.
More softness.
More scent.
More sweetness.
More me.

Yes—more money, of course.
Money is the friend that funds the freedom. The flow. The flight.

But when I say I want more, I mean the entire experience of more.
Not just wealth in the bank, but wealth in my days.
Wealth in the way I move through my home.
Wealth in the perfume I wear to run errands.
Wealth in the herbs growing in the kitchen window.
Wealth in my giggles.
Wealth in the nap I take just because I can.

That kind of more.

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More Is Not a Dirty Word

There was a time—not long ago—when I didn’t know how to say this out loud.

I didn’t know how to admit that I wanted more, because it felt like betrayal.
Of my gratitude.
Of my upbringing.
Of my community.
Of the sacrifices of my mother, my grandmother, and the women who held it all together with barely enough.

But I’ve learned something:

Wanting more doesn’t mean I’m ungrateful.
It means I’ve grown brave enough to dream bigger.

More doesn’t mean I’m greedy.
More doesn’t mean I’m unspiritual.
More doesn’t mean I don’t appreciate what I have.

It just means I’ve tasted what’s possible—and I want more of that taste.

And honestly?
It’s about time.

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This Desire Was Always There—I Just Finally Honored It

I’ve always wanted more.
Even when I didn’t say it, I felt it in my spirit.
The hunger for beauty. For freedom. For depth. For ease.

But I used to dress it up in “acceptable” language:

• “I just want to be comfortable.”
  
• “I just want to pay my bills and be okay.”
  
• “I don’t need much.”
  

Sis, that was a lie.

I’ve always needed much.
I’ve always needed more than survival.
More than struggle.
More than making it by.
More than grinding just to breathe.

I’ve always needed softness and space and slowness and soul.
And now I’m willing to say it.

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So, What Does My “More” Look Like?

Let me tell you what my more includes—right here, right now:

• More spontaneous midday conversations with people I love
  
• More flowers on my table, just because
  
• More intentional moments of stillness
  
• More rich meals eaten slowly off beautiful dishes
  
• More candles lit, even when I’m home alone
  
• More books I actually finish
  
• More walks that aren’t for steps—but for spirit
  
• More saying “I love you” when I feel it
  
• More full-body laughter
  
• More yeses to experiences I used to postpone
  
• More faith-filled decisions that don’t need anyone else’s approval
  

That’s the more I’m talking about.

More pleasure.
More permission.
More presence.

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Your Desire for More Is Not Too Much

If you’ve been shrinking your dreams to make other people comfortable…
If you’ve been toning down your more so no one thinks you’re “doing the most”…
If you’ve been hiding your cravings for color, for softness, for wealth, for warmth…

Let me say this:

Your desire for more is holy. It’s honest. It’s human.

And it doesn’t need to be explained, justified, or edited.

You get to want more.
You get to go after more.
You get to receive more.
You get to become more—without apologizing to anyone for it.

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💭 Ask Yourself:

What are you finally ready to say out loud that you want more of?
Let it rise.
Let it surprise you.
And let it be enough.

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You don’t need to hit rock bottom to want more.
You just need to be honest.
And brave.

You already are.