14 Before the Horizon Breaks

She was summoned before the sun, awakened by a raven’s cry.The softness of dawn whispered what the mind had not yet heard:“It’s not time yet, love.”In a sacred pause — between the ache to create and the silence of becoming — she remembered that clarity lives not in striving,but in stillness.This is her remembering:of birdsong as a compass,of misalignment as a message,of divine timing as the true rhythm of creation.A soul-note for all who are tired of doing,and long to listento the hush before the horizon breaks.Follow for access to bonus material and deeper work: ✨Website: https://www.whentheheartcalls.com/ ✨LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/in/vj-lauff-156614400✨Instagram: @vjlauff✨TikTok: @vjlauff