What Would You Love to See More of in Your Life?
This week’s question was simple enough:
What would you love to see more of in your life?
Mine didn’t come quickly.
I had to sit with it for a while.
Sometimes the questions that seem easiest reveal the most.
The first thing that surfaced wasn’t a thing at all. It was a feeling.
I’d love to see more community.
Not networking.
Not exchanging business cards.
Not feeling like I have to explain what I do or listening for the moment someone shifts into selling me something.
I picture women lingering long after the coffee is gone.
Stories interrupted by laughter.
Comfortable silence.
No performance.
No pretense.
No expectation to be anyone other than who she is.
Just women remembering themselves in the company of other women.
As I sat with that image, another thought quietly appeared.
I think many women in this season of life are grieving their youth instead of celebrating their freedom.
We’ve spent decades learning, building, caring for others, navigating careers, relationships, families, disappointments, triumphs, and all the ordinary moments in between.
And then, one day, the landscape changes.
What if this season isn’t asking us to hold on tighter?
What if it’s inviting us to loosen our grip?
To let go of who we’re supposed to be…
and become curious about who we already are.
That feels like freedom to me.
Not becoming someone else.
Simply allowing ourselves to be.
The more I reflected, the more I realized something else.
I genuinely believe the most meaningful work of my life still lies ahead.
For more than fifteen years, women have come to me because they were concerned about alcohol.
What I discovered was that alcohol was rarely the most interesting part of the conversation.
When we gave our attention to the woman instead of the perceived problem, something beautiful often happened.
The concern around alcohol softened.
Not because we ignored it.
But because we became curious about what she wanted more of.
More joy.
More peace.
More adventure.
More connection.
More laughter.
More life.
We weren’t trying to fix a woman.
We were creating enough space for her to notice herself again.
This week’s responses reflected that beautifully.
One woman wished for more love and compassion.
Another wanted more kindness and empathy.
Someone simply longed for a person who loved them.
As I read each response, I found myself wondering…
What would compassion actually look like on an ordinary Tuesday?
How would you know kindness had arrived?
If you truly felt loved…
what might tomorrow feel like?
Those questions aren’t meant to narrow our vision.
They’re meant to open it.
Because sometimes we think we’re searching for more…
when what we’re really longing for is to notice what’s possible.
That was the invitation beneath this week’s caption.
Don’t answer right away.
When something comes to you…
Get still.
Close your eyes.
Imagine.
What does it feel like?
Who else is there?
What will tomorrow be like now?
These questions aren’t meant to lead you to the “right” answer.
They’re meant to open another door.
So I’ll leave you with the same question once more.
What would you love to see more of in your life?
Don’t answer too quickly.
Sit with it.
Imagine it already here.
Then quietly ask yourself…
What else do you see?
