You Didn’t Come Here to be Measured!

How Unfinished Questions Became the Way Home

There was a time in my life when I measured everything.

My worth.

My success.

My relationships.

My healing.

My pain.

I measured in silence, in sacrifice, in gold stars, in overwork, in quiet shame. I measured in motherhood and mentorship, in spreadsheets and service. I lived by a thousand invisible rulers I didn’t choose but followed as if my life depended on them.

At some point, I started writing a book called Yardsticks.

It was never finished.

Because something more powerful happened—I began to live the questions it was trying to ask.

That writing cracked open the next layer of my awareness. Yardsticks was never meant to be completed as a book. It was a threshold. A mirror. A reckoning. It held the beginning of my inquiry into the inherited systems we use to define ourselves. It asked: What are you measuring? Who gave you the ruler? What happens if you put it down?

I didn’t know then that those questions would change everything.

The Sacred Unraveling

I thought naming the measuring sticks would be enough. That if I could just see the systems—patriarchy, capitalism, trauma, approval-seeking—I could free myself from them. I thought that I could somehow create new yardsticks of my own design and that would change everything.

But naming something doesn’t dismantle it.

What came next was not liberation but a slow, sacred unraveling.

Without the metrics, who was I?

If I wasn’t chasing success, proving my worth, or striving to be “good”—what remained?

What remained was silence.

Stillness.

A grief I hadn’t made time to feel.

A softness I hadn’t let myself know.

A power I’d never dared to claim.

I didn’t complete Yardsticks because life invited me into something deeper than writing: becoming.

We Don’t Begin at Nothing

The myth of the modern world is that we start from scratch. That we must build our lives from zero and prove our value through effort, achievement, and performance.

But I know now: we never begin at nothing.

We begin with memory in our bones.

We begin with ancestors behind us and unseen dreams ahead.

We begin with wisdom that doesn’t belong to any one culture or era, but to the soul itself.

I stopped trying to define a good life and started listening for the one that wanted to be created through me.

That is the heart of The Created Life.

From Default to Design

Most of us are living inherited lives. Scripts written by systems we didn’t choose. Expectations handed down like family heirlooms: be good, be kind, be small, be strong, be selfless, be quiet, be successful, be pleasing.

The Created Life is an invitation to write your own story.

It’s not a manifesto of rebellion.

It's a movement of remembering.

It's the quiet courage to say: What if I live by what’s true for me—even if it makes no sense to anyone else?

This book wasn’t born from mastery. It was born from mystery.

Each chapter is a conversation. A spiral. A return. It blends ancient wisdom and modern soul inquiry, with practices, journal prompts, and sacred invitations not to fix your life—but to create it from within.

This is What I Know Now

I never finished Yardsticks.

But in not finishing it, I let it finish me.

I let it complete the version of me that still needed to prove.

I let it open the door to the one who would live, not measure.

Not perform.

Not perfect.

But create.

The Created Life: Wisdom for the Modern Soul is what emerged when I gave myself permission to stop asking if I was enough—and started asking what was mine to give, to live, to love.

This isn’t a book of rules.

It’s a remembering.

It’s not a new set of goals.

It’s a return to soul.

To you, reading this now:

There is a life that wants to be created through you.

Not a better life.

A true one.

And you don’t have to earn it.

You only have to remember.