Hey Reader,

So, I went to a concert last weekend with my teenager, his friend, and my brother. And listen — my introverted soul was dreading it all week. It’s been a hot minute since I’ve done the whole local band thing, and I wasn’t exactly hyped about standing in a crowd of sweaty young people. My brother and I are in our thirties, so obviously I wore comfy shoes and brought a water bottle. Gotta hydrate if you're gonna rage responsibly.

And honestly? It was fucking magical.

My son’s friend had never been to a “real” concert before. At first, she was clinging to the wall like she was trying to become part of it. Totally unsure of what to do, trying to stay in the background. So I told her — take up space. I gently nudged her forward, showed her what it looks like to vibe unapologetically. And sure enough, a few songs in, she was lit up. Dancing, laughing, fully in it. I turned away for one second and boom — she was crowd surfing in the mosh pit. (Don’t worry, this mama bear had eyes on her the whole time) She felt safe, empowered, and free to just go for it. When I dropped her off, she said it was the best night of her life. Cue the warm fuzzies.

My brother and I? We felt old in the best possible way — the kind of old where you know how to have fun and give zero fucks about what anyone thinks. I even hopped in the pit for a second before immediately remembering I have joints that don’t regenerate. Lesson learned.

And my son? He worked the damn room. Chatted up the bands, made connections, got contact info in case they ever need an opener or an extra drummer. Watching him step into that confidence was the real headliner of the night.

Also? The bands were amazing. I didn’t know a single one, but the venue, the crowd, the vibe — it was pure magic.

Weekly Tarot Card.

So the Death card isn’t about literal death - so don't freak out. It’s about letting go. Release. Shedding the version of you that’s ready to be composted so something richer can grow in its place.

You don’t need to carry every old identity, story, or expectation. Some of them are done. And if you’re brave enough to release what’s no longer you, there’s more room for what is and could be.

It’s a reminder that transformation doesn’t require a full-blown life crisis. Sometimes, it’s as small as dancing when you used to shrink, or asking a question when you used to stay quiet.

A Powerful Question.

What do you need to let go of so you can make room for what could be?

See ya next time.

It's ok to evolve.

Cheers,